Threefold

Are blessed things that fall under
the spell of the seasons peaks.

The fabric of wich the humanity
is intertwined.

And all of the hopes and dreams
of tomorrow, today and yesterday.



Poetry by Amagus
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Written on 2007-04-08 at 04:14

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