“Hope is a thing with feathers
That perches in the soul;
And sings the tune without words
And never stops at all.”
-Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
Image Taken From Morgue File and Digitally Altered by Myself
I have been away from my writing due to those things in life of which I have no control. But due to that which I never lose in my life, that of Hope, I am now able to once again do that which gives meaning and purpose to what I do. The last months have been long and sometimes difficult but never without Hope of tomorrow being better.
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