no I have yet to visit Wales again ... the mumbles of the oratory kind... the quiet in the quell. The beauty beyond the shadows ...
The extent of adjustment still huge. The cycles slowly breaking down from adjusting back and forth from reality, isolation, buffering, soothing, surrealness... avoidance, getting back in deep, skirting. Masking the pain deep within ... living with the juggles from one quandary into many others ...
The stillness while life moves beyond
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