Juxtaposing Thoughts

These are random feeling I have to get into words for my own sanity. Writing is therapeutic and soothing to my soul. Sick with reflection of how scattered this noggin's broaden view can whisper hope bleeding hearts to smile.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Tender hands tend to land on the shoulders of those they love. Complete reasons appreciate the seasons and hope to help keep them breathing. Saving the world one bag at a time, one smile can plant, one change that ripples a prominent wrinkle into a new borns dimple.
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