Anodos7
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All through time people have felt the same,
The gentle warmth of the sun on a winters day,
The smiles that dappled sunlight in forests give,
The love that never changes though centuries pass.
This is how we are connected in spirit;
Then the poets weave their words into magic
Revealing to us again our inner being
The inherent humanity that we all share.
The gentle warmth of the sun on a winters day,
The smiles that dappled sunlight in forests give,
The love that never changes though centuries pass.
This is how we are connected in spirit;
Then the poets weave their words into magic
Revealing to us again our inner being
The inherent humanity that we all share.
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