Seeing is believing
come here. i had a nightmare. the sky had turned black. and you were running through a field alone. without my hand to guide you back home. just wanted to believe. that you were still here. but seeing...
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Yesterday started No different than A hundred days before He reached out and touched me Before my feet could touch The cold wood floor As I lay beside him And the thoughts of the moment Filled my mind...
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- Nice pile of stones. - Oh, it's not just stones, Ray. An Inukshuk embodies a human spirit. Think of it as a message centre that can tell you about the depth of the snow, orthe directions to the...
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