wash them, wade them, try them on. step in mud and purge the flood. stitch them finely and still you have the same words in different shades. WORDS NEVER WEAR THAT GO TO NO WHERE.
[Goshen College English 210] {Spring 2011}
Wednesday, November 4, 2015
Sometimes.
Sometimes it's hard to stand up.
Sometimes it's hard to breathe.
Sometimes it's hard to sit down.
Sometimes it's hard to leave.
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