regrowth is necessary. i must dig my roots deep into the earth. delve into the hidden layers of the world and seek sustenance for my sorrow. i will saturate the sunshine slow. i will drink of the rain with deep, hungry gulps. and quench this beating heart inside of me. -rediscover a few pieces of eternity- i will allow time (for my tears) to soak into the surface of my skin. wait for my lungs to breathe the air in. with time, the budding bosom of my passions will heal. i will wait with the patience of a petal in the night. (i will only unfold with the return of the light) until then i will...
More..Kara Krantz
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