I think I might change my journal back to let others read it if they want to. Not that people are asking to read it. Just that keeping track of specific email addresses is a pain. So, maybe I will.
Poetry is not an opinion expressed. It is a song that arises from a bleeding heart or a smiling mouth.
Kahlil Gibran
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Because of its tremendous solemnity death is the light in which great passions, both good and bad, become transparent, no longer limited by outward appearances. Soren Kierkegaard
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