Endless Questions
Flowers Past Your smile, your laughter, your gentle presence, captured in a tiny package. Softly you sat across the room. “Endless questions I have for...
Flowers Past Your smile, your laughter, your gentle presence, captured in a tiny package. Softly you sat across the room. “Endless questions I have for...
We are limited in our limitless quest, for answers we seek to windswept questions, kept airborne by our living breath. They move and dart beyond...
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