Lush and sunny after the storm,
Winn Park was empty.
Stunned me.
I felt free.
The park was mine,
But I chose not to sit.
I was afraid I’d corrupt it.
Perceptive, passionate, and daring thoughts and feelings about our difficult times.
Lush and sunny after the storm,
Winn Park was empty.
Stunned me.
I felt free.
The park was mine,
But I chose not to sit.
I was afraid I’d corrupt it.
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