The waking world holds no light for we the grieving
And so we sleep
And sleep
And sleep
by whatever means available
And try to dream our missing selves into Lightedness.
Inbar Chava Frishman
This is my blog Like it, or not Some of it's good, (Most of it's not) But in the end, it Matters not; I Just needed someplace To ...
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