Saturday, February 24, 2024

Addressed to the two sweet gals who comforted me.


In my fight to live where I try to see the contrast of colors of life again now seems to change to black and white. Thank you for the warmth and solace, I'm a troubled soul, and this trial of misery is beyond me, I feel helpless and at mercy to a higher power. Please, don't leave me. Thank you both! 

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