Monday, November 11, 2013
My home
My home is here, with those that accept me. My friend, my wolf, my raven.... I hear the music of the pureness in my solitary. There is nothing that can bring to my heart, the innocence of this place. I hear a lullabye somewhere close and I feel the blood pumping furiously in my veins. I have no regrets, I am not lost and I shall remember.
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www.PoetryPoem.com/sherrie
This sight represents my thoughts on what lies just beneath the surface of everything around us and our minds. A cosmic marriage of our selves with what is hidden underneath the surface of what is visible. Please feel free to use your imagination. NO further explanations are necessary.
Please visit often for changes and updates.
Don't forget to bookmark this page and thank you for visiting!
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