If I could write like EMILY DICKINSON, I'd be dead: This Journey

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Sunday, January 25, 2009

This Journey

In loving you I rediscovered myself, places I thought were dead and hidden valleys I didn’t know existed. In losing you I realized I could close the door on my revelations, vow to never love again, wrinkle my face, scoff at lovers, grow old and die. Or I could leave the door open for even greater... Sign in to see full entry.

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