I stare at a small rock which sits on my desk at home. Many years ago a patient in a state psychiatric facility handed the rock to me. He told me that it was his soul. Holding the rock I peer deeply into its’ depths and see my soul.
I stare at a small rock which sits on my desk at home. Many years ago a patient in a state psychiatric facility handed the rock to me. He told me that it was his soul. Holding the rock I peer deeply into its’ depths and see my soul.
💟 One world; one heart; one soul; one…….
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