Stories of my life. Inspirations, murmurings, God moments, and whatever else I feel someone, somewhere may possibly enjoy reading and maybe, on some rare chance, benefit from.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Poetry?
Grasping, pulling, striving, Desperate. Fingertips near brushing, Lost again. Hoping, straining, tugging, Truth in reach-- But only for the knowing.
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