I hope that our legacy is our effort to love, that it is the times we held umbrellas above other peoples heads and shared whatever food we had and pointed out the stars.
Posted in response to the challenge Sentence.
I hope that our legacy is our effort to love, that it is the times we held umbrellas above other peoples heads and shared whatever food we had and pointed out the stars.
Posted in response to the challenge Sentence.
Oh, no, I’m not here
For a reason.
It’s an almost comforting thing
The fleck of light of a chance
The infinite things
That had to go right.
If I were a different person
Weren’t we supposed to be
Different?
Didn’t we fight wars
Didn’t we sign papers,
Promising we were something?
Something
New?
But papers are just ink
And quills
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