Through my eyes, the truth is impermanent and so I write my life in the sand.
Haunted Shadow I think I found you... You were an old memory; a faded thing of the past. You were unrecognizable at first except for a few haunted whisperings. So faint at first but, nagging none the less. The whispers turned to shouts when you realized I was listening. I didn't want to listen. The …
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ruminations & travesties of the favorite yet naughty son of Nengkoy
"He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds." Ps 147:3
Midnight Marsh 