Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Forest
And all around, people fall like leaves in the snow. But those who cut you down, do not know, they are planting a forest.
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Spinning Ball
Each night I imagine my heart is a spinning ball of light that shines brighter and spins faster the more I think about it. So I can give that light to you in the morning.
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