Despite
the mist, the lack
of light,
they fly
true south, those geese,
while I
remain,
earthbound by age
and pain.
Ryan Stone
Escape
too much coffee, too little sleep, a love of words…
Despite
the mist, the lack
of light,
they fly
true south, those geese,
while I
remain,
earthbound by age
and pain.
Ryan Stone
days of stone 
❤
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I sometimes wonder how they are feeling about their escape, are they looking forward to moving on, returning….?
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I feel this one!
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Rajani! Thank you 🙂
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