My Little Self Comments
-My little self -
in the limber air did I listen to her soft voice,
In whispering tone she poked
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Lying upon my dumb heart she cried in soft inaudible voice, With little fingers she knocked upon my seasoned chamber. In dreamful air did she smile with deep meaningful right...
in the limber air did I listen to her soft voice, In whispering tone she poked In melting posture
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8/7/2025 3:12:17 AM # 1.0.0
Her angelic pride was hurt and she rebuked my guarded egotism. I was a little baby with my little one, In the Self-born field of ecxistence.