“Hope” is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops – at all. And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard And sore must be the storm That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm. I’ve heard it in the […]
What is freedom for, If not for peace, And to love, isn’t that what it’s for… Isn’t freedom about how we choose to live by choice, To me it’s more than a way of life. But it’s life in the way we choose to live it By having the option of choice, And by having […]
Pedal. Pedal. Pedal.
Honey Bunny ~ Chapter 15 Some say love is magic, But they also say, That magic is just an illusion, It’s a trick being played In our minds, So if love is magic And magic is an illusion, Then isn’t life… An illusion too? Some say love is chemistry, The very blood that runs in […]
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