Parallel Journeys
Blueberry hills, lavender fields, pink skies gliding by. Watercolor sunsets and fleeting rainbows spill over the glass. We boarded the same train; just in separate… Read more
In the Back of Beyond
Stopped in time like a photograph, in the back of beyond, a petrified forest stood still, frozen in time, with its petrified trees. Centuries faded… Read more
Beneath the surface
Can anyone tell me how to breathe? I lost my fullness, empty I feel Can anyone tell me how to make it right? I’d give… Read more
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