We were fate, that we knew.
Destined in our love like the
stars above. Golden trails
of love and joy shine.
We're rekindled spirits.
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Blackberry Thistles ✓
Poetrypoems as delicate as the fruit itself, and as thought-provoking as the sour aftertaste. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2019 Kate H. > third place winner of the gem-mers awards poetry section 2020
