And the obverse applies to Spring.
Monday, January 28, 2019
Friday, January 4, 2019
Sadness is like a shadow
This sadness is like a shadow cast over me.
Its dark and cold umbra is a shroud that I cannot shake.
I take actions, hoping to outstep its cold, dark grasp.
But try as I may this shadow is never far away.
Its dark and cold umbra is a shroud that I cannot shake.
I take actions, hoping to outstep its cold, dark grasp.
But try as I may this shadow is never far away.
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