Love, simple love will easy such pain. Giving love, that is.
Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)
Reviewed on August 24, 2013
A poignant poetic portrayal of the creeping paralysis, a malaise both morose and ubiquitous, ethereal and physical, mordant and vital with relentless questing energy. I sense you are about to find what you still haven't found but are zealously looking for. When you find it never let it go.
Maybe tomorrow, you could start a new. Try something different for a change… Stretch yourself into something that you were afraid to do in the past. In other words, change your routine for the better.
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