long lines, short lines
crossed lines, coarse lines
thick lines, thin lines
darting everywhere
this way, that way
all arranged in disarray
but wait, be still
a pen moves boldly
these lines slow, mesh
disarray will go away
from within, it comes
a face gentle, young
confident and strong
born from confusion
liberated to life
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Thoughts about my journey through life, discoveries about myself, and anything else I want to write about.
1 comment:
this one is great, my dearest friend.
i can't wait to have david time once again. i could use a reason to laugh and smile.
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