NaBloPoMo 2015: Je Suis Paris

 

Sometimes there are no words for a heavy heart. I’m tired of living in a world where people brutally murder other people. I’m tired of the divide between people. All I can keep thinking is that what the world needs now is love.

All I can do is send love, light, and kisses to Paris. It doesn’t feel like enough, yet it’s all I can do.

Je suis Paris.

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About texancountess

I find myself in the calming roar of the sea, floating gently on the foam of the breaking waves. Blue. Green. Gray. The colors of the sea mark the boundaries of my soul. The tumbled glass finds its polish under the relentless pounding of the waves upon the shore. Thus am I. Rough transitioning to polish, refinement ever a process, finding my niche in the storms of life.
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