"It's the words that sing. They soar and descend... I bow to them... I love them, cling to them, I run them down, I bite into them, I melt them down... I love words so much..."
Pablo Neruda
Monday, June 14, 2010
Home
As daylight falls all around me, I look for the ever present light of your soul. Like a beacon... guiding me towards home.
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