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edeanp
northern ireland
I glimpse life from a moving window. A longing fulfilled is a tree of life! But my heart is sick, I have passed by the world too many times. And now life does the same, In this repitition of days.
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May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 5:18 PM UTC
Hope deferred