Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire. The opposite of to live is to ...
Tears fall,
they say it all.
Wish and want
that you might call.
Heart break
may never heal,
but in my dreams
I have it all.
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