grieve me a bowl
grieve me a bowl of sunwater, a leaf of shorn
hills, and I will tend to the soonflower & remember
the grain - grieve me a thorn through summer, a
thistle of dawn, and I will tend to the busy rain &
remember -
grieve me a bowl of sunwater, a leaf of shorn
hills, and I will tend to the soonflower & remember
the grain - grieve me a thorn through summer, a
thistle of dawn, and I will tend to the busy rain &
remember -
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