esperanca
There's a secret that never dies -
like a song of hidden meanings that we never apprehend.
There are questions just as old as time
and the answers that come never quite m
all_is_quiet
Meet me in a shadow land of quiet.
Speak to me of loving. But speak low to me - in a whisper.
Whispers open magical doors if you let them -
Opening to hidden rooms full of
dolores’_dream
night_dreamer
Lonely the roses of Avondaire / sing as though somebody still may care.
They live only for the dream of living / so come follow where / they will take you there.
I once was app
resolution_by_j._coltrane
God - king above all other gods - lead us now, so we can walk wherein the
prophets said that we would trod.
Buddha - tell a sutra like a spell - teach us well to answer silence
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