yes, my friend, sorrow finds us and seasons us...one foot in front of the other, one day in front of the next, and we slowly walk out...and we hold our own hand like we would comfort a lost child...
“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” - Oscar Wilde
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