Her heart was weighed down with twisting tides,
A bitterness crept in, and bedewed her eyes,
She is the one who fell, hurt, and broke,
Hence she is the one, who will rise, love, and soar.
-Jovina
There should be a little bit of peace dancing in the turbulence. If not, the souls will shatter. And peace? Even peace should not come alone. That would numb the souls. -Jovina
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