Thursday, June 21, 2007

Loneliness looms before me, a spector born on the wings of a six year-old's fears:

Who will stay with me?
Care for me?
Who will help me up when I stumble?
Who will tend me if I'm ill?
Who will share my joy?
My doubt?

Am I worthy of love?

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