webs are made of threads
thick and thin ones
in-between strings
pulling us together
or pulling us apart
laughing and loving
or arguing and shouting
the web envelops us
from our first family
to our now family
to the future family without
us.
strings in the wind are us.
I'm going to get her back.
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I went to first through fourth grade at the same school. After that it was
one year here, one year there, one and a half, two and a half, two… Then
univer...
5 years ago
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