Monday, March 2, 2015

.. walking in the sunshine

Here I am searching for words again,
what should I write, what to spare,
lots of bitter-sweet memories, lots to say,
but fool that I am, I realize,

all this while walking in the sunshine, with a candle in my hand hoping to spread the light.
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