(tales from the birdgirl)
June 17, 2014 § 5 Comments
I’ve said it before:
footpaths don’t grow or breathe or blossom.
Maybe I was wrong …
Tagged: Adelaide, anxiety, despair, forever, home, life, moments of beauty, solace, Winter
You’ve found the chinks in its armour, Bec!
You’re not. They suffocate all that doesn’t break through the cracks.
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