It can’t rain all the time…

┬áThe sun sets on another day…

…but I did not see it. The rain closes in with its icy grasp and chills my heart and my soul. As I slip to the edge of despair I am suddenly warmed by my past and my future for I know that though today may be less than perfect, that sometimes life and love find a way, and someday I will know the warmth that can never be quenched and life will be good.

Sleep sweet and change the world, no matter what…

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