All Is At Ease
By Soul Churner
Another mist of an early morning, I lay back down with such contentment. I fail to acknowledge what's in the mirror. It does not show me who I am. It is flesh on bones with blood and water. Funny how it dictates who we are, It's not even relevant to who we may be, Or even close to what others can't see. Written October 6th, 2001 © on Oct 06 2001 05:49 AM PST, wendy tyler 0 • 11
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"Another mist of an early morning,..."