annie wheatJun 23, 20231 min readjuneold and newit's warmnow light Good morning early coffee dewy eyes musty sun we must be close to the edgefor me, for you it's canted swaying my heart, your head we'll feel the breeze and keep going
old and newit's warmnow light Good morning early coffee dewy eyes musty sun we must be close to the edgefor me, for you it's canted swaying my heart, your head we'll feel the breeze and keep going
movingIs it luck or a curse? That we can see the most beauty only from movement a walk a run a bike ride a car with the windows down. Maybe, if...
she’s comingyearning for winter wishing for a life by the mountain and lots of laughing feels like Heaven, doesn’t it? so maybe I’ll find it and stay...
silk road she has green valleys deep and wide old rocks by her side, tumbling down, her mountain passes; steep and unforgiving but when you see the...
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