Tag Archives: Growth

Dream

Posted on February 16, 2018 by

I can see the moon from where I rest It always has a twinkle in its eye Come talk to me, come talk to me in the night Tell me the story one more time tonight It makes me feel … Continue reading →

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Leave It All Behind

Posted on January 4, 2018 by

Should’ve moved on long ago, but I didn’t know Should’ve listened to the words I never heard Should’ve just kept walking and forget to turn around Because the words on the paper have gotten old Maybe the ghosts read them … Continue reading →

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Something Different

Posted on December 12, 2017 by

Hey friends, Paul here. I don’t really know what this blog post is going to be about, but I feel like I have stuff to say. So I’m just going to sit here and write and hopefully something meaningful comes … Continue reading →

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Put it in a Book

Posted on July 10, 2017 by

words can be hard to find when they hide themselves in the back of our mind we’re blind it’s clear so bring ’em near this is fear it’s here and it’s only just begun Where I sat, was where I … Continue reading →

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Wash Away

Posted on April 18, 2017 by

Is it okay? I remember the night – quiet, lonely, perfect I remember the day – loud, busy, also perfect And as I tried to walk around the puddles not yet on the ground I realized one thing The water had become blood I always … Continue reading →

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Watching The Water Run

Posted on January 19, 2017 by

For the last few days, I have felt strange. And no, it has nothing do with the 35 homemade cinnamon cookies (Nonna’s recipe) I’ve had since Tuesday morning. Those things are a delight. So if you don’t mind, I’m just … Continue reading →

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