Tuesday, January 31, 2017
31 january
sometimes when the sun comes up and goes back down you develop confidence too soon that it will rise again -- but perhaps it will not. perhaps we have caught up to our luck and been found wanting. it's a daunting sky to fill when we spill hope over the coals and wait for clouds to gather. together we are something but apart we are not.
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