Who am I? Who do I mean the world to? Who means the world to me? There are a few that have earned that status in my life, well maybe not a status but a big place in my heart. I don't always tell them this but I should. How much do we hold back from those that we hold the closest to our being. It shouldn't be this way, we shouldn't we afraid to say the things that mean the most.
Rainy daze and Starry nights
Thoughts, wonderings, poetry, and my life for all to see
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