Letters from the Past: Once Upon a time
I sleep beneath the dreams she once made reality,had a beautiful reach on them.I use to run with her words that would play tag with the unknown.Could know by just looking in her eyes that wisdom birthed in her backbone.she walked tall like the word “limit” had no life in her world.Now she lays…
- 06.17.12
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