Day follows day Night becomes An endless series Of tosses And love untended Still grows Among the weeds and trash Forgotten but not In the heart that held it close Always There Always there.
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Less than a year ago, I began this journey in writing. I have grown through it and because of it; actually that part is inevitable, if I don't continue to grown then I die. And maybe that is the point. As human beings we must never stop growing and learning. Stopping is the end. Thank …
Lucinda Rose 