I awoke one morningTo a strangeness in my headSomething that called clear to meAs I lay upon my bedWords spoken soft and quietThought it was
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…You rest in my handWorn by life’s pressuresThe constant moving wearingMissing pieces like living lossLike the embodiment of grief… Tags
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I have a conceptualisation of love as being either little ‘l’ love, and big ‘L’, or unconditional, Love. The term ‘unconditional love’ have a common
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