|A Rope of Sand
Author: Nimit Dave PM
A glorious place, centre of Time's deface; the crumbling of all, before all shall fall. A Name from above, aflight a dove. A memory is lost, by all a cost, but what of the light, a sight of white? Naturally corded, by chapters recorded. R&R pleaseRated: Fiction T - English - Spiritual/Romance - Words: 19 - Reviews: 11 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 02-06-10 - Published: 11-21-07 - id: 2441438
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