No story…
I’m nearly worded out,not one inspires tonight;not one hits with clout,but a story I’ve to write. Few stars whisper hope,in a ceiling, coal black;tell me I can finish now,just some morale I lack. Spurred on, I try again,to get few words to life;alas, none feel my pain,silence cuts like a knife. No story lives for … Read more No story…