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Just a quick response to recent events. It's not especially original but it made me feel better to write it.
THE WATCHER AND THE WAKER
He sat on a fallen log, a small bundle of nervous energy, booted foot tapping impatiently. A cigarette dangled from the fingers of his right hand, whiskey bottle from the left; both were little more than props. As ( Read more... )
THE WATCHER AND THE WAKER
He sat on a fallen log, a small bundle of nervous energy, booted foot tapping impatiently. A cigarette dangled from the fingers of his right hand, whiskey bottle from the left; both were little more than props. As ( Read more... )
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But I started to cry when I've read Jenny's comment above.
Thank you!
Antonella
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healing gel is what this is...swabbed gently over chapped hearts.
You be surprised what can be done from here. You can get into a writer's head, spin her tales she never heard before, you can come to someone you love in their dreams, leave em with enough pleasure to stoke their day. You'll find ways. Maybe when that little one a yours is whisperin to trees, you'll figure out how to whisper back. Tell you what, she'll hear.
my throat catches each time i read this.
thank you, hon.
evero
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