Painting with Poetry
Live to Love. Love to Write. Write to Live.
Thursday, April 16, 2015
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You think you know what tomorrow brings.
But it's hard to know what life really means.
Especially when dreams get ripped at the seams.
Today, tomorrow, yesterday.
Love and light is the only way.
Dreams may die but hope will stay.
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