Haven’t a place to begin
sorting through old tapes.
The aftermath,
sometimes would chase me in
leaving little remaining wrath,
only hope and peace but running laps.
Haven’t found a solution
only a quiet, a reckoning.
 | Yernasia Quorelios on So Many Songs |
 | a quiet man on When Once, You Said |
| a quiet man on When Once, You Said |
| a quiet man on A Quiet Heart |
| a quiet man on Sitting By Time |
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