I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Thursday, April 27, 2017
Hmm? Oh, just thinking.
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It isn't all my fault mind you.
They see when they wish. They have forgotten that some wolves go on two legs.
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