Poem: San Sebastian
So under the smile and gaze of her sun
I feel like I am we, and we are one
So under all the thoughts and choices to choose
I feel like I am we, so say “I do.”
Simple Assessments from a Careful Observer
So under the smile and gaze of her sun
posted by Creo @ 1.11.07
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