the Plan; so it be
white, through blue
untangled yet
intangible
engender; Thou
and in my hands
Poetry by Catharina
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Written on 2012-01-30 at 22:43
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by Catharina Latest textsthe Plan; so it beand morning light folded in isolation |
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