Lynda
The autumn leaves are falling now in the autumn of my life. But i seem to be damaged beyond repair, there is madness in my eyes and insanity in my voice as i stare into this pit of hell. I am falling, falling. Then she came out of nowhere, a vision from the past with healing power, full of love and compassion. Like a beautiful flower that flourishes in a well watered garden. I am at peace now, i have found the way, but have i found true love?
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