Not even an entry ...... It's already the third quarter of the year.
When you write it means something.... lots of things.
Things aren't always what it seems. Not as easy what mind would think. There's always something inside a lot of them, but "none" to let go.
Sad ..... Maybe. Happy ... Maybe ..... WHAT ...
There's always a thing with HATI. It may be tore. It may be weak. Or it may be tough .....
Well ends here ... Just an entry, to fill an empty heart.
Sunday, September 24, 2017
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