JS Angel Wings: The Infinite! ❤️
I dream of a winter dream that is pure, loving
And my thorny journey will be glorified in the future
The tears of my suffering show the way
and while the moon is dormant, there is no wind,
Flowers mourn, fiery, in velvet, forgotten
The starlight is on, and I’m moving steadfastly,
My soul flies all over my heart on a spring night
I am gentle, wandering quietly in the Infinite
Leda Angel © June 25, 2021
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