We wait for something, brief wordless encounters keep us on our path. Soft glances break up the day and let my mind hide the shadows that live in its corners.
I know I'm strong and that all these things will eventually bring me comfort.
The comfort of a whisper traveling through the rain.
I know I'm strong and that all these things will eventually bring me comfort.
The comfort of a whisper traveling through the rain.
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