I've come to learn many things, and many things have I still to learn. In a way this would make me wise. To know of me, simply know that who I am, really doesn't matter to you in the long run. I speak, sing and scream. I crawl, walk, run and dance.
Each dusk I am born anew, and every storm I am cleansed.
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ShyButterflyRuler
Jan 14, 2016 06:54PM
It's strange. At one point in time you will curse and fear those who have wronged you. But as you age, you leave behind who you once were and think "I miss that. Even if I do not want it back, I miss...View all Conversations
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