A Bright Clearing I AM.

There are worn-out circular paths around that bush. I can't help it... venturing off has always been my nature.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Sad Creature That She's Always Been.

Amazingly bright smiles have found mothers in her lips.

She has always tried to see the world as that blurry foreground flanked by the dark mountains of her youth.

She has always found peace staring out of windows.

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