❁ -From sunset she appeared, Her cloak pierced by a bloom Of unfamiliar climes.


❁ - ❝ And in the snowdust's swirl  To black eyes I am true,  To beauty of the coils.
❁ - ❝And then the snakes encircled  My mind and lofty spirit  Lay spread upon the cross.
❁ -From sunset she appeared,  Her cloak pierced by a bloom  Of unfamiliar climes.
❁ - ❝It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grass
❁ - ❝What a lonely place it would be to have a world without a wildflower!”– Roland R. Kemler



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