Dancing the Abyss Rich, poor, no matter. Creeds, convictions, colors, compassions, no matter. Every path through life, and everyone, everywhere dances a few times along the abyss and passes through terrible typhoons and tornadoes. If its not of one sort, its another. Everyone breaks in a place or two and wear a few deep scars for it. We all find out sooner or later what this old world can do. Some fall and dont get up. These have to wait for another lifetime to move through the pain. Others regrow, patch and repair. To some they appear haggard, torn and tattered, but where their scars are, a light now shines and they are stronger. Dewey Dirks Friend Requests Always Welcome :)
Posted on: Tue, 16 Sep 2014 04:24:12 +0000
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