One teardrop at a time.A Poem by InkSlinger
I cried a bounty of tears
for the trenchant ills of the world finding peace only as the last tear fell. Hope washed anew when in gentle reminder my heart whispered the morrow sways gently on one song If I can change willingly, so can those around me one teardrop at a time. © 2010 InkSlingerReviews
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StatsAuthorInkSlingerOut there, somewhere.., NHAboutI write... therefore I am... Life comes with no guarantees, warranties, or manuals. Just live it the best way you know how!! There are no stupid questions in life, so ask for help when you need it... more..Writing
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