In diamonds there
The fairest pressure
The deepness of hell
Can suffice
The beauty of empty
In desolate vision
Serene forgetting
Forgotten
Till the quiet earth
Unfathomable depths
Consciously holds
In the fire
The sorrow of morning
The wake of life
The wintery strength
To hold on
Thursday, December 10, 2009
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