There’s a storm inside my head, and it’s killing all the flowers. – a.k.
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Into the light
It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light. Aristotle
Griendtsveen
Through the trees comes autumn with her serenade. Melodies the sweetest music ever played. Autumn kisses we knew are beautiful souvenirs. As I pause to recall the leaves seem to fall like tears. Silver stars were clinging to an autumn sky. Love was ours until October wandered by. Let the years come and go, I’ll …