Beauty in Dissonance
I stepped from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head felt, About my feet the sea I knew not but the next Would be my final inch,-- This gave me that precious gait Some call experience.
I stepped from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head felt, About my feet the sea I knew not but the next Would be my final inch,-- This gave me that precious gait Some call experience.
1 Comments:
Makes it look like the happiest moment of her life. Hope she has even better ones in store.
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