Guest guest Posted August 10, 2000 Report Share Posted August 10, 2000 Each morning, under an indigo sky, I walk the path to the shore. There feeding the hungry world with bits of my self until I am no more. I await the gentle touch of your breath on my cheek. To become whole once more. Mace Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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