Most
days I am just throwing pennies in a well, some days I'm making wishes,
certain in belief that if we all wished on it together it must come
true, some days my wish is to believe and so my offering is like a
prayer, a rendering and a wide look into an emptiness hoping that it is
looking back, and somedays I am just throwing things desperately
listening to find out how far it goes and how long before anything would
finally reach bottom.
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