Once bitten, twice shy
The sky seemed lonely so I sang a song The air felt holy I knew God is strong The darkness sat beside me The fire burned the wind rhymed final decree! Once bitten, twice shy Memories turn and toil The river runs... and the time flows by Sitting, on the edge of mindfulness wishing, my voice was clear waiting, upon a miracle hoping, the end is so far, or maybe near.....
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billyc
I live out in the bush veld away from society. I love art, writing songs and poetry, photography and music... and mindfulness. I feel a good way to free your soul of obstacles and uncertainties, and basically anything in life, is to express yourself...
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