to read such words this golden evening in the hopes that you will appear
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Hope - still
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Hope is bloody-knuckled and bruised
From punching the wall in an attempt
To break it down.
Hope knows the only way through
Is through
And time heals
And...
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I am so glad you are back! :)
Just perusing Neruda, the new photographs, and the wonderful juxtaposition of words and images that is so unique to you.
and with your beautiful heart comfort me and kiss away my tears
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