Dear Diary
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Staring through a misty glass window – been raining for days…swirling down in spiral waves I felt chills trembling down my spine – touching every limb, every fiber of my being I start to feel numb – tears made my eyes cloudy It felt so dark, made things so grey and gloomy – felt so
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Re-edited 8 Mar 2014. I felt that my little sister is one hell of a sparrow…that even on broken wings she soars high like no other. Thank you for showing me your strength. I love you.
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From a wishing well I thought of something I long to feel I thought of somewhere surreal I thought somehow there’s time to steal And thought of someone holding me safely still. From a wishing well I dream of a life for faith to define I dream of destiny’s summit to climb I dream of
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Here I am standing at every creation of a dream – a discovery in motion The season has once again changed – shifting and varying its existence The length of every stage triples the width of trials At every mounts of challenge – clutched a prayer With will – a hope is wielded to every
Choices, Chances and Changes 