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 ...
Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Journey
For every up hill battle, we get the thrill of sliding down, the journey not so easy, but nothing can keep us down.
I'd swear the path led direct to hell, till I met up with you and into place life fell.
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