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The Breath Of Eden
With the breath of Eden
that smells like tea
from the freesias trumpet
bringing tears to my eyes
in a forest of incense
with pollination, of silken snow
blooming deep in my heart
of memories all in a row
that smells like tea
from the freesias trumpet
bringing tears to my eyes
in a forest of incense
with pollination, of silken snow
blooming deep in my heart
of memories all in a row
Published 3rd May 2022
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