Romance ❤ — Kindness

I who, conceived beneath another star,Had been a prince and played with life, insteadHave been its slave, an outcast exiled farFrom the fair things my faith has merited.My ways have been the ways that wanderers treadAnd those that make romance of poverty —Soldier, I shared the soldier’s board and bed,And Joy has been a thing…

via Romance ❤ — Kindness

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