Flicker in the BreezeA Poem by Chase
It isn't easy..
this thing that we call "living". But we have no choice. Except.. Thats not entirely true. We own that choice every single day. Darker deeds could warp our lives to snuff out like candles before a breeze. One moment there and the next Not. © 2017 Chase |
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