A quiet longing.Friday, November 20th, 2009
I may be walking, but I’m still stuck on the edge of the past, I yearn for optimism and smile each day, but I carry a weight with me that breaks my back and bones from time to time. I’m caught between the beauty of the dark and the beauty of the light, I walk […]
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