I fell apart. Inside my soul.
I felt my heart. Falling in my storm
Each piece a flake, of fallen snow.
I lost my soul in cedared woods.
It died away {such brittled root}.
Drifted and fell in falling snow.
My soul has died. In ropes I sigh
They will not hold...Pieces of soulful snow.
-- Diva
(Best when read under the influence while listening to Opus 23)
Thursday Ralston Run
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Thursday, a run at Ralston Creek Path. Distance was 10.83 miles, time 1:52,
elevation gain/loss 338 feet. In a big field near the path:
Yankee Doodle Park...
1 hour ago






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