take slow walks at night. breath in the sweet, fragrant spring air.
cope with the quiet sorrows of this aging earth.
I was not made for this weight.
I was not made for this hurt.
I am not made for this world.
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So very excellent, Emily. :)
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ReplyDeleteYou're welcome. Being anonymous is part of the reason I'm around anyways. :)
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