Everyone's looking for their own personal comfort...always searching.
After 4 grueling years, I've found mine...found you.
Searching crowded hallways is like drowning....
No breathing...Not seeing...choking but always keeping one hand high above....waiting...
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Prose can be a difficult wing of poetics...when it comes to establishing & maintaining a strucure that flows mellifluously, from start to finish...You have accomplished this, here...Solid crafting, young lady... F j R ((()))