Sep 2022
As they upheld you,
with their precious wings,
I thought they will stop a minute,
halfway through to Heaven,
look at my fragile heart not ready to let go,
Yet nothing.
with their precious wings,
I thought they will stop a minute,
halfway through to Heaven,
look at my fragile heart not ready to let go,
Yet nothing.
(29/F/South Africa)
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