Sometimes I wrap my hands across my eyes and peer into the black. I see abyss. Dark. Black. Possibility. I see what I could be. I envision something… different. I see a little girl, frolicking o… more →
Revitalization's Weblogrevitalization wrote 1 month ago: Sometimes I wrap my hands across my eyes and peer into the black. I see abyss. Dark. Black. Possibil … more →