I write because I can.
I write because I see.
There is someone out there for you.
There’s someone out there for me.
We shan’t push it.
Everything important that we lose comes back around.
Tis life itself.
every detail picked out, chosen.
By humans.
Every day.
We face the same choice anew.
Which is beautiful.
to me.
Written by Corey McDowell Rose
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