Cathedral

I see the wind blow through the leaves Yet it hardly touches me Creation singing some kind of new song As nature begins to applaud There is no such thing as mediocre Overtaken by a new kind of perfume Wondering if this is real life Knowing it is better Knowing I'm not alone And that …

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About Hope

I tend to remember everything.  More specifically, I remember almost every conversation, especially minor ones, that I have with people.  As of late I have learned not to bring up old conversations, because the speaker usually doesn't remember saying the things that I remember.  But I digress.  I once had a conversation with a good …

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