Unseen chains
They call it sin, they cast their eyes, But love, like dawn, will always rise. No law of man can dim its glow — What blossoms true will always grow.
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They call it sin, they cast their eyes, But love, like dawn, will always rise. No law of man can dim its glow — What blossoms true will always grow.
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets