AnaMia's Friend PhylanthropicFlattery's Place Net poem Carful Craft

WHEN WHAT IS LOVED

When what is silent, is crystal clear.
When what is felt, is most revered.
When what is given, is what is shown.
When what is needed, is never known.

When what is offered, is not refused.
When what is uncertain, is never accused.
When what is possessed, is not revoked.
When what is heard, need not be spoke.

When what is rich, is seldom wealth.
When what is joy, is being one's self.
When what is fearful, is not often seen.
When what is loved, is everything.



PhylanthropicFlattery "Wingless"
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