Helpless is not-for
All Beings in need, a hand
points, name, friend or foe.
Painting by Parmigianino, 'Portrait of Fransesco Mazzola' 16th century in [Public domain].
“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Water Today, warm raindrops glass blurs, the blurry glassy, sharp sparkles sugar. Behind Evening, it was good. Leaves all turned into shadow...
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