Odd Walking Thoughts – Hidden

To be used so greatly is pain unshared. The young one drops tears as the door opens. Dare not move. Dare not cry out. It would end in more suffering and fault would be theirs. Come now, little one, drop your cry into the empty bucket with the rest, and this is right. It is fine..

copyright 2016 -M. Taggart

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