He/She sits upon the pebbles, The thoughts a jumbled mess. The pebbles are his/her baggage, The weight of all the stress. There are the failures of his/her past, The regrets that haunt him/her still. The unfulfilled wishes, The dreams that never will. Then are the worries for the loved ones, The fears that keep him/her […]
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