Tuesday, October 28, 2025

The Sky Bleeds Between Sunshine and Rain


Wake up, feed the birds, sing at the sky - if things are going well the world will certainly know. 

Go to bed, toss and turn, cry with the stars - when things are falling apart only you can tell. 

Either way, I'm here. I know both sides of the coin and I have only ever wished you the best. 

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