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A writing of nuance. A writing of love. A writing of pain. |
| Tomorrow is a long time when sometime never comes Further...Further- Furthermore, time slips right though your fingers,and people change for.. Forever, she is never the same as the day you brought her home.. A homecoming for the prodigal son. Returning after a long war with him.. Self-lessly you relent and embrace the one for who your heart leaps. |