09.December.20


Will the view beyond last step’s door meet expectations for soles now sore?

One can abscond to where if house-keeper senses uninvited in their lair?

Too late to rescind the journey tread, returning may ease feet, but it will callous the soul with regret instead.

Stairway to heaven may be a bit of hyperbole, though those who earn the sight of anemious beach grasses dancing for moonglade’s disco might sense their selves, indeed, touched quite spiritfully. ; )

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