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Allwell Writes

One Journey

By AllwellJuly 27, 20261 min read

My love, Let not my heart be in tears next I see you face to face. Remember, thy choice of love Is my love. And thy love of choices make me wonder in thy diversity. Belle my beautiful, thou hast found my heart so blissful to commune with, do not make me lose the love that is of my heart. let the mountains fall, the oceans dry the gardens wither the sun turn black but let not your love be shaken my dream is to be by thee E’en after my strength weakens I love you more than a thousand Shooting stars What more could I wish for? I hope to hold my breath as much For I miss the air divine that calms my soul Just with the presence of her decency So long belle Let not another even better than I Harvest your beauty for his own

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Allwell

Founder, poet, and curator of Allwell Writes.

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