The Stream Flows…

It’s been nearly another two months since the cracks reformed over the surface of my life.  I feel like a glass, too full.  The surface tension of my contents serving as the only barrier before the flood.

Shake me too hard.. I’m bound to spill.  I’ll be walking lightly in foreseeable future.

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