Why children cry.
Originally posted on Cepit Momento:
? Beaten, battered, afflicted and abused. Today a child has to strive just like you Lost its innocence, street smart and savvy You’ve got more to fear from…
Originally posted on Cepit Momento:
? Beaten, battered, afflicted and abused. Today a child has to strive just like you Lost its innocence, street smart and savvy You’ve got more to fear from…
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Originally posted on Rampant & Golden:
My hands are old. They have written the universe and back twice, grown cultures of mysteries in drawers and test tubes, forged sentences strong as steel and…
Originally posted on Rampant & Golden:
Then she walked into the fire— clothed in the threads that karma uses to bind what we suffer with what we inspire, her silence worth its weight…
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