I bask in the memory of those orange afternoons when the tires run smoothly on a sun-kissed asphalt. My heart just stared blankly at everything, unabashed, silent and roaring.
- Kimmy Bureros, 1996

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brave heart

April 1, 2009

Today I walk holding my naked and fragile heart in my hands.

The world is full of meanies but I will keep walking.

God, help me.

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