Windows and walls…..

I want my life to be an open window like the Irregardless of my childhood, an artisan eatery in my hometown that became a sort of soul tattoo and warmed my spirit like a cold frame until my roots could grapple into roomier ground. Wintertime sunshine poured through tall,  rough hewn windows lined with green and growing…

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windows and walls…..

I want my life to be an open window like the Irregardless of my childhood, a Raleigh restraunt that became something of a cold frame that warmed my spirit to sprouting like the ones I munched on my beanburger Winter sunshine poured in through tall rough hewn windows lined with life in pots glazed with earthy whimsy. To my young eyes, …

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windows and walls…..

I want my life to be an open window like the Irregardless of my childhood, a Raleigh restraunt that became something of a cold frame that warmed my spirit to sprouting like the ones I munched on my beanburger Winter sunshine poured in through tall rough hewn windows lined with life in pots glazed with earthy whimsy. To my young eyes, …

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