Israel Sambola Quotes


A million raindrops into A salty sea, we coalesce Formless aura Rainbows and prisms We are acres of apricots Strengthening a billion butterflies The wind whispering in Weeping willows as we Dress in the threads of desire Like a fluffy sweater in the bitter Wind, wrapped in your warmth

Go on I dare you Try once more, For psychic assault. I want to Amuse myself

you are a riddle i want to unravel an intricate puzzle-box i find so incredibly deeply...



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Melville And Coghill - The Place Of The Little Hand
 by Andrew Lang

DEAD, with their eyes to the foe,
Dead, with the foe at their feet;
Under the sky laid low
Truly their slumber is sweet,
Though the wind from the Camp of the
Slain Men blow,
And the rain on the wilderness beat.

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