The Music of the Night
Jose Maria W@thepoetrydream

I feel like a gardener in a herb garden in a foreign country, hoping that I am saving that which is nourishing and good and essential, pulling the weeds that might restrict their roots, but going solely on instinct… never really sure… hoping for the best.

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