Somebody
That I used to love
Crossed my mind,
just now.
That well-worn path
he carved,
Still there.
Still.
Untrodden
for too long.
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"I had three chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society."
From Walden, by Henry David Thoreau
1 comment:
A letting go, healing and finding value in the experience. Licking the wound so that the flesh can once again be exposed to insult with the promise of new love.
Simple and direct - nicely put.
Love, Walt
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