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February 10, 2020
Live on your shoulder...
I don’t want to cry on your shoulder, tears falling into your chest the sounds of my cries harsher than the limbs of a willow weeping and whipping as the winds throw them across a mossy boulder I...
Book Description
Just those moments when you are outside, walking and contemplating, and slightly high and really feeling a moment.probably just silly stuff, occasional poem, things that go through my mind.
