Friday, January 3, 2003

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Sometimes I tremble like a storm-swept flower,
And seek to hide my tortured soul from thee.
Bowing my head in deep humility
Before the silent thunder of thy power.
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Claude McKay
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Mira 26 January 2021

I will not be understand

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Mira 26 January 2021

🙂🙂

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