spiritual shelter

by Claudia ✓
Combustion is the love of those
which's calling each other.

A flame is the curiosity of those
who's looking for each other.

Passion is the testimony of those
who are waiting for each other...

Like Fire, me, and Howler, you.

But for those who enjoy seeing
the suffering of others, profaning
the beauty of a spiritual shelter is
perplexity. It's as it is. Dilemma.


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