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HOPE, it is no small thing!
In the safety of this present darkness Holding on in the midst of the black In the place…
Mysterious and Magic – haiku
searching for dirt paths just past the pavements bend to wash my soul clean ~Mark Schutter ©2015
a tattered soul hangs in the air broken memories litter the stairs behind the chaos tired and torn…
Time to rise, meet the day and let go of yesterday. “How are you?” they smile and say….
In the safety of this present darkness Holding on in the midst of the black In the place…
Weekend memories linger Dropping into the void Pedaling the earths curve Where dusty single-track Will lead us back…
