morning noon night
those faces
just won’t let me be
and sleep
once a friend
no longer lives
wherever I am
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morning noon night
those faces
just won’t let me be
and sleep
once a friend
no longer lives
wherever I am
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
Fine Arts
Life, love and destiny.
4TheRecord is dedicated primarily to Ausmusic from all eras and most genres, we will explore the dynamics of the creative process, and reveal the great drama, lyricism, musicality, and emotion behind each classic song.
Fii schimbarea pe care vrei sa o vezi in lume!
Moments de vie, fragments de textes et quelques notes...
Unleashing the beauty of creativity
there's nothing like stories
quiet moments in nature
Art and Literature Beyond Borders
A bird's eye view of St. George, Utah
Keep on Reading
Chronicling an ever-changing city through faded and forgotten artifacts
I read, rant and write ;)
Sono una donna libera. Nel mio blog farete un viaggio lungo e profondo nei pensieri della mente del cuore e dell anima.
The Green Lizard Log
Leonard Durso 
One hundred different meanings here. Anyway you have given it to us so we can make of it what we wish. My mate Ian died about ten years ago but it seems like yesterday and if I drink Kentucky Bourbon he is there all over again like the night he took the half empty bottle and tipped it down the sink because he was concerned about me.
I think we have many similar memories.