When words haunt me
Of the past, that threatened
To come back.
I whispered a silent prayer:
What’s past is past,
Come what may, the future.
~S.H.~
When words haunt me
Of the past, that threatened
To come back.
I whispered a silent prayer:
What’s past is past,
Come what may, the future.
~S.H.~
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