02-11-2014, 09:21 PM
in nether lands beneath
the cartographer’s compass rose
I hear Persephone crying
Persephone's tears burst
into snowdrops, pushing upwards
from beneath ice-coated drifts
the cartographer’s compass rose
I hear Persephone crying
Persephone's tears burst
into snowdrops, pushing upwards
from beneath ice-coated drifts
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