Dave Bonta in built environment, epigrams and conundrums, valley February 11, 2017 14 Words

Of all doomed friendships,

A hand resting on an enormous, lichen-covered tree above the railroad tracks.

none is more tragic than that between a compulsive blurter and an obsessive brooder.

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