Something hidden-
I cry, but you
Listen, it hurts-
Stop-I can't see.
The wind is weeping,
Sighs for me
It's our day
And you
Steal away
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About Me
- Holly Messenger
- Usually, Canada
- Well, I'm me. I live passionately, love deeply, and cry just as often as you cry. Probably more, actually. I'm easily brought to tears. I walk aimlessly through the streets when I'm sad, and dance through the day when my heart is light. I revel in the search for truth. And that means I seek truth, not what I think truth should be. This Journey of Joy is my search for truth, which I believe encompasses love, peace, and fulfillment: when I have these things in measure, joy is my experience...and this is what I write.
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