Sunday, December 1, 2019

First post from THE WRITER

Of Love of things, holds no sway. Here I am to say, I see children while they play. With children, play is play, and there is no gray. As we age we forget that life is better with the love of laughter. You can't be fully aware of the workings of good, unless you face the dark.

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