
Footprints of our close friends Will never match fingerprints Of lovers that stole... our hearts Poet of the Light © 2020
Footprints of our close friends Will never match fingerprints Of lovers that stole... our hearts Poet of the Light © 2020
A writer's journey continues
living life in conscious reality
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
stories about English language and people in Asian communities in America and in Asia.
Living is balancing good and bad.
Truly, Deeply & Fully Live
A place to share the things that I write
The One Where She Stumbled Through Her 40's and Faced Her Demons
Gothic Sims Webcomic
Artesana
I see it, I like it, I want it, I write it
suffering sappho!!!
Artist. Children's Book Illustrator. Visual Storyteller.
Exploring my Thoughts. Finding Myself. Searching for More.
I write to live and live to write.
Daily thoughts and prayer
Momente, Geschichten, Gedichte, Seelenkram, Bilder, Fotos, Musik
Pain is felt in even as many words of yours. ❤️💐
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Thank you…
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This is a bliss to read. 💕
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Thank you my friend…
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So true! It is amazing what our minds hang on to from our past relationships, especially those whom we loved.
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Especially… is right. Thank you much.
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This makes one think. What were the footprints and fingerprints left on?
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Someone is paying attention!
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Well, that’s how we do.
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🙂
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Beautiful
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Yes indeed😔
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Thank you…
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Always..
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