| Sunday, June 24, 2012, 9:04:48 AM |
I sit in the cold and dark of early morn. Wondering what will happen next. The past is being torn down around me. The future is uncertain. So many changes in such a short period of ones life. Can I handle it. Or will change be like the waves, washing me away in the tide. Or like the sun, shining upon the future of my life and happiness. It would be so easy if we only knew. |
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