http://slow.writerscafe.org/sing_as_static The original writings of author sing_as_static en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776837880 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I stand alone. Our conversations were quiet, but the quiet whistles in the evening wind were comforting. Now, I shake alone in the wind. I grow bare alone in the cold. And I stand tall alone in the desert. I get the sunlight to myself, and I feel lush to my roots. I haven't been healthier, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sing_as_static/372840/