My life is no longer my own.
I wish to be here for those I love.
I wish to be here for as long as I can manage.
I will fight to hold on to the gift
I will grasp it in my fists
I will
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It's always getting late.
When I am not writing this is what I do.
"In the present we are always in memory." - Trish Keenan
It's always getting late.
Introduction
This blog is a virtual notebook of writing that I maintain as often as I can. Poems, stray lines, random observations, all co-exist here. Revisions occur as needed/deemed fit.
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A Chronological Archive of Joy and Heartache most often referred to as LIFE
About Me
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When I am not writing this is what I do.
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