No flowers for me for they wilt and die
To chocolates, I’ve also said goodbye
And so he handed me a most precious gift
A gem, which I call a book
To this my spirit is lifted
© Maria Michaela
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before. – Edgar Allan Poe
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