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There is no exhilaration of love
where the motherhood of friendship withers
and yet friendships stand forever
naked and true
in the once circumstance
a canyon of ancient beauties
desolate of green
a barren and discarded womb
still stands empty and heavy
of a thing...
where the motherhood of friendship withers
and yet friendships stand forever
naked and true
in the once circumstance
a canyon of ancient beauties
desolate of green
a barren and discarded womb
still stands empty and heavy
of a thing...
