Our answer to the door of peace, comes where we keep our dreams and sleep. Rest assured my words will shout, my tired arms. reaching out. First one then two and more words flow, upon a crafted winter wind. There is no stopping then I know, from out of mind,…
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The universe, some would believe, has the power to send you where you must go for your own good. I have been asking for this for a while now. Well, not quite…
Our answer to the door of peace, comes where we keep our dreams and sleep. Rest assured my words will shout, my tired arms. reaching out. First one then two and more words flow, upon…
The universe, some would believe, has the power to send you where you must go for your own good. I have been asking for this for a while now. Well, not quite asking, more akin…
