we lean
forward when we
walk.
another door
to go into.
another
job
or heart
next to yours.
we need
to keep going
into
the wind.
into storms
always with
the thought of
warm white sands
and blue
water
on the other
side
of it all.
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
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