a journal in the simplest words
Sunday, 23 May 2010
nobody will read
I am not a writer and do not expect readers to be impressed.
Why do I write?
Writing is...my lavender sky, a sip of fresh water, a medicine, a plump pillow, a snowdrop in January, a deep breath, a lullaby, a light window, a dandelion fluff...
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