Blue Beak
Tuesday, July 05, 2011
Time Is A Four Letter Word.
The search for hope is joined by the search for truth, dressed in the cloak of honesty. I reach out to Clarity and she shuns me.
I am Sans Shunned, Hopeless & Bewildered.
But Strong, Oh so Strong.
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