the journey we make is one step at a time.
self reflective. joint with those we encounter.
these are my words. my thoughts. my ideas.
inspired by living. and made for dreams.
Monday, May 30, 2011
what will we find in this miniscule feeling
"rain falls like the sky
reminding those underneath it
we all belong on the ground
painted walls work like prison cells
confines of a self imposed & self inflicted
world beyond us.
wide eyed. moving slowly
so as not to disturb the moments given to us"
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