me is tired
me is thinking that age is creeping up like a shadow blanket that I am not sure about
me sits between days of happiness and one day of sad undayness
me loves people for who they are
me does not understand murder and the driving force to kill and be killed
me wants to hug and make laughter
me wanders into things and enjoys the unpreparedness of the happening
me absorbs music and writing as if its necessary medicine
me finds work a trial
me thanks blog for being there so I can add my lines and others lines into this me absorbtion
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