Scribbling..

“Her mind wanders frequently of late.  On things past and future. She’s nervous to be alone but intrigued to discover what she is to become. She’s lost you see and uncertain of the path. She’s right in the place where light blends to dark. That place, right where she is, is the place she now calls home”

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