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Some field of ancient roses— They all looked down on me: Glew white stars to heaven's Windows, and golden-rimed clouds That sonorously speak
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Jan 14, 2022
Jan 14, 2022 at 2:15 PM UTC
God Apparition
Some field of ancient roses— They all looked down on me: Glew white stars to heaven's Windows, and golden-rimed clouds That sonorously speak
#heaven#divine#god#nature#flowers#roses#clouds#peace#serene
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diesel
22/M/Toronto, Ontario
Jan 14, 2022
Jan 14, 2022 at 2:15 PM UTC
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