... and then I looked down at the grass, now visible through my own feet, and realized that I too was just an abhorrent smudge on creation.
Let us walk to the mountains where we might find our true forms at last.
Thanks for the link! But you *can* write like that. We all can. We communicate love in different ways, but the essence is still the same, and that's what matters.
Thanks for the link! But you *can* write like that. We all can. We communicate love in different ways, but the essence is still the same, and that's what matters.
ReplyDeleteAgreed. And your knack for finding fun u-tube remixes is killing my academic success...:)
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