Different Pen
Summers and solitude, winters and wistfulness. God, Arctic snow and strawberries.
Monday, March 12, 2018
cold ghost wandering
“
Lonely skies, orphan eyes, I’m a cold ghost wandering, waiting for a warm hand to take my own, for a warm heart to lead me home.
”
(Josh Riebock)
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