my heart
musings and confusings
Friday, August 8, 2014
her wrinkled aspirations
the world walked by her wrinkled aspirations.
it was as though she was unseen, invisible
in the deepest of meanings.
bowed by time, they passed her.
and
her spirit still sparkling.
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