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Tag: Prosetry

Storm

There was I time I thought of myself as "Stormchaser". It was a label I assigned to offset the difficult times that seemed to follow me as a way of reversing the odds. 

In this field of dreams

  Though I walk alone in this golden field I feel you occupy the spaces I have created for you in my heart. I reach out to you with my […]

You don’t know me

You don’t know me. Maybe we’ve met or spoken. Maybe you have read what I write. Maybe you only know what it is that I do for you, that I love you, […]