
a venue of vultures
I woke up early in an empty house this morning. I often wake up early in a quiet house filed with sleeping children, . . . → Read More: Collectives
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a venue of vultures I woke up early in an empty house this morning. I often wake up early in a quiet house filed with sleeping children, . . . → Read More: Collectives reaching out For two weeks I have been leafing through journals and paintings from my past. It was not something that I planed to do. I woke up . . . → Read More: Ripples on the Pond where the sand meets the sea There is only one way and that is your . . . → Read More: Solace and Solitude taking my feelings to tea: Hurt A good friend of mine recently moved away to live in another city. Though no . . . → Read More: Childishness wildflowers along the road #1 There is little that matches the feeling of joy that comes into my life . . . → Read More: Love & Joy |
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