

Crying RainCold, dark, wet. The tears run down my face to theCrying Rain
same rhythm that the
raindrops roll down my window. I cry
to nourish my soul, the same way that
rain falls to nourish
the ground. There is a drought, both inside of me, and all around. It is a cleansing of my
heart and a cleansing of the world. I cry myself
to sleep as the rain pours on. As the sun comes up I awake
and while my eyes are swollen like the moisture filled ground, I feel purged of all emotion. Refreshed, renewed, awake, alive. My
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We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams.
(This is Jen)
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'We're all lying in the gutter, but some of us are looking up at the stars.' - Oscar Wilde
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'We're all lying in the gutter, but some of us are looking up at the stars.' - Oscar Wilde
Hope you're well
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j d09
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Ah l'Amour
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I'm not a gallery director. I'm not a club admin. I'm not the organiser of anything very important, at all, ever. - James White
Viva la ~RebelFactionUK
Anyway just stopping by to say Hi I guess
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