Travelling through Mirrors
~ mirror mirror on the wall
I doth read the sapphire chevaliers’ pearl ~
thus I laboured my inner sanctum with innocence that I once hath lost, rekindled from the creed of healers and entrusted will to Gaia an oath to return my soul to the restoration of all naive emotions that once echoed in the rubbles of the tenants of clustered memories ~ where the wolves guarded children and not preyed •|
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