Me


My head and heart scream with ideas and stories and thoughts and quotes and people and places and images and tragedies and joy. I cannot always sort them. Write them. Tell them. Keep them. I don’t know if they are all a part of me. In a way, all of it is something of me. But not everything completely. But they are mine.

-A.R.W.

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