Squall Screaming Squall Screamingnothing but the ticking clockblustering wind colliding ancient branchesshe likes the sound she makescaring nothing as the sleeping child rocksnew moon giving no light to comfortall around dark as lonely dark can bea book slowly slides away…
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Thought #19 Thought #19Here it is againwith cold aboveand warmth withinthose long frozen fingerstaking hold once moreof months aheadtime to close the barrier doormake sure the dog is fedno way to surpass allthat is to come buttime to read and…
Our Happy New Year Our Happy New YearWe awaken from one year intoanother, will there ever be rest?What are we going to do, with this new blank slate.Can we find it within, to do, all we have promised ourselves,Or will…