Innocence’s core
Deep into the abyss
Consumed by our longing
Willing sold for love
A fair trade?
Computer Whisperer
Innocence’s core
Deep into the abyss
Consumed by our longing
Willing sold for love
A fair trade?
Her heart of stone
Sedimentary rock
Made of pressure
Upon layers of
Heartache and
Pain
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p style=”font-family:"”>This last day of school
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The last day of school brings some melancholy thoughts. Lots of lasts today, followed by a bunch of firsts. For my house, middle school ends. The little boy who once lived in my house is taller than me. Joyous stuff, really, yet tinged with sadness v
Changes, so many, a constant string; such is life, I guess.
Quite warm already
Neighborhood birds, quite subdued
Robbed of their vigor?
Gifts from our loving
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p style=”font-family:’Helvetica Neue’, Arial, sans, sans-serif;”>Sunlight dancing down
Daylight moves westwards
Yet the sun up quite high
The birds are still bold
It delights me so
To see the kids around me
Make better choices