Waking Words This gets me through times I do not understand, when my hands shake my heart trembles and my feet stumble. Without it, I would surely collide with my suffering and fall defeated to never be read again. Sign in to see full entry.
If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead:
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