Hope is never a small thing.
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Revisiting Chapter 18 – Death Feeds Life, Children
She never got the opportunity to have her own children. Life or fate, whatever you call it, prevented…
Hope is never a small thing.
The other day at lunch an elderly couple came in after us and were seated in a booth…
A portrait of self is what you see Only a reflection to the world For the truth resides…
She never got the opportunity to have her own children. Life or fate, whatever you call it, prevented…
Hold memories close Sunsets fade into sunrises Facing east we dream Winters in full bloom Sparkling snow a…
So death where is your supposed sting? Don’t you see, you ain’t no big thing. You were defeated…