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 ...
Thursday, June 21, 2007
No Regrets
Hidden little secrets a message left to tell is not in the words, I hid them very well. You can see it in the sunshine, when it rises and when it sets. You can view it in the moonlight and it's signed All My Love, With No regrets.......
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