Fingers curl forward, beckoning me in. Orange and yellow soothsayers, quieting the ticker tape that roams my mind. The rocking chair is as much a part of it as the fire. It reminds me of what wasn't, tells me about what could still be. Peace, at once temporary and eternal.
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chrisjournal) wrote,
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I feel as if I made a promise...
Fingers curl forward, beckoning me in. Orange and yellow soothsayers, quieting the ticker tape that roams my mind. The rocking chair is as much a part of it as the fire. It reminds me of what wasn't, tells me about what could still be. Peace, at once temporary and eternal.
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