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.
Friday, April 23, 2021
What are you doing on my porch?
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Who are you? Though, I... suspect I know. Walk with care, here.
Go in peace, while mercy remains. There is no hollywood ending.
Not for hollywood types. But, you already knew that. *wink*
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