
I am a Question to the World
“I am a question to the world, Not an answer to be heard, Or a moment that’s held in your arms.” You smile like Mona Lisa, is what my boss at the time (now close friend) said after the first few weeks that I had worked with her. She wondered what was going on in my head but I couldn’t say. She had opened Continue Reading →
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