There’s a river runs between us,you and I.Our thoughts, like tears, are liquidcarried effortlessly by the current. But you and I,we stand on the banks, oblivious;ignoring the connection,proudly touting our individualism. Still the river flows,and all you’ve suffered,and all I’ve suffered,or dreamed, or imagined, or hoped,flows with it. Step into the water with me,feel our […]
It may be foolish of me, at my age and in my current condition, but I hang on to the hope that the pain of this effort is leading somewhere: renewal, new purpose, or at the very least, a blossoming.
hahah – this is so fun
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Isn’t it! Couldn’t resist.
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😊☀️
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LOL! 😀 😀 😀
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Very cute!!!
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Lol.
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Very cheerful, perks one up!
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It does. I love that people have such a sense of humour.
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Love it
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HA HA – got it!
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love in
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edit love it.
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So cute….
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Hilarious
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