all day long, one storm then another—and I take your hands like gentle flowers that blossom into awareness — John Geddes
all day long, one storm then another—and I take your hands like gentle flowers that blossom into awareness — John Geddes
all day long, one storm then another—and I take your hands like gentle flowers that blossom into awareness — John Geddes
all day long, one storm then another—and I take your hands like gentle flowers that blossom into awareness — John Geddes
all day long, one storm then another—and I take your hands like gentle flowers that blossom into awareness — John Geddes
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all day long, one storm then another—and I take your hands like gentle flowers that blossom into awareness

— John Geddes
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