The carvings in a tree. The etching in rocks. Signs that someone was there. Someone who felt the need to leave a mark, to give a lasting impression, on a natural being. I lower my eyes, apologetically, for being part…
Tag: silence
Decades ~ And
Five decades, and more To burn, release and recover the intended message given in a way to silence my voice to teach not to ask desire want to learn not to be touched, comforted, embraced Five decades, and more to…
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