the trodden trails washed away
all that remains
the muddied remnants of regrets
where are the promises of home
- there is no home
Labels: photohunter, wordless wednesday
escape
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Henry David Thoreau |
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orange - Saturday, August 14, 2010 @ 3:11 PM
after the rain,
the trodden trails washed away all that remains the muddied remnants of regrets where are the promises of home - there is no home Labels: photohunter, wordless wednesday |
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