pieced.

plan

i do not worry.about the lifei will have.or the personi will be.in five.ten.fifteen.or thirty.years.that person is coming.together.waiting.for me.there. // hudson biko

glisten

hues of blueunfoldacross the canvasof scattered clouds.the wind is dim.and the sun is crisp.and there are heartsthat are aching.for what couldhave been.somewhere // hudson biko

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