Loneliness is an apple hanging from a tree.While plenty of brethren, no skins touch.The space between ensures no borers to the core.No branches to mar the perfect exterior.Loneliness is standing in a crowd.Feeling the thump of music but not my heart.Wondering why all...
Along the way on my life journey, I have had glimpses into the dark, scary recesses within me, and each time, when my seeing began to turn me into stone – frozen with fear about delving into the murky morass – I have retreated in terror, afraid to unearth the wrathful...
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