i could very easily walk away… if i could find a cabin in the hills. grow my own food, and live simply…. read poetry to the trees, and the creeks…. there is nothing, and no one, that i wish to own…. i have no desire to be known, or well thought of…. and yet, i must continue… i must breathe!
the more honest i become with myself…
the more i love other people!
Snail Crossing… (Part Five)
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