Poems from Hannah_louma

Though you see, To find is another matter. Wanting hearts not filled overnight. The journey continues, Hope still abounds in us. A search...
Blind, Can you see me? Deaf, Can you hear me? Mute, Can you tell me? Heart, Can you love me? Death, Can you hurt me?
She weeps tears of dew; Her humble boughs sigh. Wind becomes her grace, And the sun her hope. She shields clouds of rain; Veils her heart...

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