The passion of my heart.
Could wear the river rocks to dust.
Relentless like the tides of moons.
The passion of my heart.
Could travel any distance.
It knows no barrier like the fading Ozone.
The passion of my heart.
Could melt with invisible fire.
Like the polar ice caps.
The passion of my heart.
Could feed the hungry.
Full of Endless substance.
The passion of my heart.
Could be inconceivably large.
Rivaling the Sun and the stars.
May 23, 2015
May 23, 2015 at 1:50 PM UTC
The passion of my heart.
Could wear the river rocks to dust.
Relentless like the tides of moons.
The passion of my heart.
Could travel any distance.
It knows no barrier like the fading Ozone.
The passion of my heart.
Could melt with invisible fire.
Like the polar ice caps.
The passion of my heart.
Could feed the hungry.
Full of Endless substance.
The passion of my heart.
Could be inconceivably large.
Rivaling the Sun and the stars.
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