floundering souls
searching for the essence
in the sea of humanity,
for what is important
has meaning, and matters.
It is we who care for us
and help those who
can't help themselves...
or something like that...Asea
That's how my poetry
comes to be...
Jan 12, 2011
Jan 12, 2011 at 5:10 PM UTC
floundering souls
searching for the essence
in the sea of humanity,
for what is important
has meaning, and matters.
It is we who care for us
and help those who
can't help themselves...
or something like that...Asea
That's how my poetry
comes to be...
September 7, 2010
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