![]() MarginalA Poem by Pete![]() What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us. - Thoreau![]() ![]() Dave Walsh / Millenium Images UK Sometimes when I'm alone, I cry. Plagued by pestilence of the past. Regrets and pain pressing down. Life hurts. Lonliness stings. Faith isn't for the faint of heart. Not all dreams end well ... © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 6, 2020 Last Updated on May 12, 2020 Author![]() PeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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