Gaia’s Way

Awakening to a new brand new morn;
that time when hope and love are born.
No thing on Earth can mar this day;
‘cos in the end it’s Gaia’s way.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.

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