When night equals day
Darkness sits heavily
Pressing down shoulders into the mud.
The light disperses on puddles.
No sound emerges the lips.
The night is a mute shriek,
Multiplied and deafening.
Courage doesn’t always roar. Sometimes courage is the little voice at the end of the day that says I’ll try again tomorrow. ~Mary Anne Radmacher
Zile și zile
I teach you and you teach me!
a citi este a bea apă...şi mi-e sete tot timpul..:)
to stay visible ...
– still and moving pictures
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