How do we stop chasing dreams that haunt our everyday being?
Early morning, 5am, just you and the morning exist as you step out onto the porch, the purple of dawn is close, but has not quite crept into your existence yet, you smile at this tranquil moment between you and creation.
Rainy daze and Starry nights
Thoughts, wonderings, poetry, and my life for all to see
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