Waiting For Our Senses To Grow Sharper
The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper. ~ W. B. Yeats
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Like The Rose
Sometimes the heart must ache
So the soul can find its way
The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper. ~ W. B. Yeats
Sometimes the heart must ache
So the soul can find its way