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me with lingering thoughts of my cobwebbed mind



i often think of being with you, running in a greenland showered by morning dew, taking time to smell the fragrance of flowers, chasing butterflies… walking down the river.   somehow, perhaps it’s nice to experience rolling down the hill, it hurts, but with my arms around you, how does it feel? and as we … Continue reading

Such Love

We are very willing to get hurt in loving, as we keep on believing, that somehow love will do the healing because it’s worth keeping.   It’s so ironic that we drew strength from one another, yet somehow we feel we don’t have to bother, it’s true that it’s easier said than done, but at … Continue reading