I sit st my desk stuck with a grotesque feeling if writer's block I can tell i'm loosing my stock so i open my curtain to the window just before sunrise
As the sunshine peaks I look at my window and to my my dismay i see a charcoal black crow and it said to me You reap what you sow
Raging like a river or soft like a tap, Water flows through the body Without it We would not be able to Withstand much of anything; Water can tear you apart Water can stand up to any force And still be water and so can you