SlideshowHobbesJan 4, 20201 min readStars on the screen, galaxies inferred.Stuck in time, toned down grandeur.Smearing a stolen canvasWith dreary blandness.It's a censored majesty,A modern day tragedy.A glimpse of wonder,Torn asunder.
a reminder for myself (and anyone else)love the one willing to sit with you in silence. love the one willing to share in your pain, knowing that by doing so they can lessen it....
compassionthe daughter of mercy and love. sincere as a sunrise, as pure as a dove. searching, as a shepherd for a lamb. she flows through the...
glancelooking up, i barely caught her glance. it quickly shifted sideways, settling focus on emptiness.
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