In the meantime, in between time I occupy myself until the appointed time arrives.
Not everyday, but in some way I dismantle and rebuild until the day is done.
The waiting room is who I am until I get here.
We are at war. Life is a battle. Every day we fight for joy, peace… love. This is correspondence from the frontlines.
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a reader in a rough
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