Photo by Jess Bailey Designs on Pexels.com I want to paint this neat picture of myself sometimes. By portraying a person that doesn't exist but that's not me. I'm honest to a fault. I can't run be hid filters. I'm not afraid to show my imperfections because I spend my time trying to overcome them … Continue reading Open Journal Entry: The Bitter Truth About My Relationships
Doves We are shinning grey doves Swooping down to weave nests Made of golden love It's our job To inspire the comfort we never had So that our children may rest In feathered beds And dream of flying away to construct Their own homes after they wed Love always, Esha ❤
I See The Signs
I See The Signs i see the signal: the northern lights blinking Morse code to restless souls in need of a worthy adventure the rings are back in play the power of the elites is switching hands as the masses clamor under scrupulous money demands only to suffer a sleight of hand … Continue reading I See The Signs
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