Time is flying,
flying past me.
What have I done,
during this time?
What have I left behind?
What will I take with me?
flying past me.
What have I done,
during this time?
What have I left behind?
What will I take with me?
Writing my world, one word at a time. Here is a diary of my writings, thoughtful prose, wishful thinking, works in progress and my love for all things written.
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