Friday, 27 January 2012

This is my voice

Once I turned to words.
Churning ideas.
Spitting out thoughts like spent sunflower husks.
Easy.
Salty.
Careless.






Slowly.  Achingly sometimes.
They are returning.











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  1. deb did it28 January 2012 at 06:38

    It fills my heart once again to read you, to see you. I adore you. xoxoxo

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