Back from the darkness for a bit.
Enjoying the ride
One day at a time
Is all we can ask.
High as a Kite
I wish I could fly
And be with my Angel
Just you and I
But the pit is not far
Around the edge I'll walk
and probably soon
topple in head first.
But we all crawl out
muddy and sore
our knees rubbed raw
...eventually
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Don't worry, the rest of us are here to help haul you back out when you tumble in again...
Yup, we do. Rubbed raw, indeed.
Glad you're feeling better...I've been thinking about you. XO.
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