Stor Ulv

You are the grace of true beauty in this world. See through my eyes. Taken by hands untouched, your own, a gifted story. Fallen grace, our worlds once apart, collided in a frozen storm. I wish for your tale-ridden hands to hold me until we are but small subtle snowflakes, someone’s winter miracle. The grace of true beauty in this poisoned air. Let me breathe you in our entirety.

~ Din lille fugl

Stor Ulv

You are the grace of true beauty in this world. See through my eyes. Taken by hands untouched, your own, a gifted story. Fallen grace, our worlds once apart, collided in a frozen storm. I wish for your tale-ridden hands to hold me until we are but small subtle snowflakes, someone’s winter miracle. The grace of true beauty in this poisoned air. Let me breathe you in our entirety.

~ Din lille fugl

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