Poem -
As it Be
" As it May "
As the past sways the future,
It becomes the essence of self or culture,
To cultivate what primes each line,
It remains still, in genealogical finds,
As to say,
No profound sounds, is seedless to any grounds.
As it be, as it may,
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Love first two lines
Thank you,
Sir. Rory,
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Beautiful song.
BernadeteÂ
Thank you,
Bernadete van der Wielen,
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