Ruminations

Where my strangeness
  meets your strangeness, 
a home exists. 

Without walls, absent judgement, 
  there is room only for expression, 
the peeling paint
  of self-discovery.

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◄ A Storm Was Raging

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rebecca guerra

Fri 28th Sep 2018 02:47

My sweet Eric, my sunshine! These words represent us...❤️

<Deleted User> (17847)

Sat 23rd Dec 2017 14:19

and I will most certainly fourthly agree with all previous comments

<Deleted User> (9882)

Sat 23rd Dec 2017 11:41

clever clever clever!

love it.








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raypool

Fri 22nd Dec 2017 21:43

I can read a lot of potential about relationships in here Eric, a fine thought provoking offering.

Ray

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Fri 22nd Dec 2017 16:28

Good one! Much enjoyed.

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