The past dissolves and we are open,
Possibilities, endless as stars in the sky.
We’re enchanted, we’re embracing. Continue reading “Atop Mount Hollywood”

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The past dissolves and we are open,
Possibilities, endless as stars in the sky.
We’re enchanted, we’re embracing. Continue reading “Atop Mount Hollywood”
Come in, set your burdens down.
Always bleeding, always aching,
Searing hate and agony,
Drowning in the deepest blue,
And dying to love and be loved,
Until I shed the old me.
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