Tag Archives: Sunday words

In memory

Posted on December 15, 2019 by shesneon

What if we loved people the way we do when we’ve heard news that they’ve died? Wouldn’t your heartfelt cries mean more if they heard you while they were alive?

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Buzzing

Posted on December 8, 2019 by shesneon

It’s a shame we’ve been taught that you must be in the dark before you begin to glow.

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