Rivers of memory
Pull me back
The novel, "I Only Have Two Hands"
30 years old, 2 children
In a sense everything comes full circle
The grand kids
The friends of the past
The holiday foods and sights and sounds
I follow my heart which has been wounded many times
I look to the light
This aura will bring happiness
This I can attest too
I hope for you, too.
Pull me back
The novel, "I Only Have Two Hands"
30 years old, 2 children
In a sense everything comes full circle
The grand kids
The friends of the past
The holiday foods and sights and sounds
I follow my heart which has been wounded many times
I look to the light
This aura will bring happiness
This I can attest too
I hope for you, too.
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