When I speak … I speak in the dialect of my Interlocutor.
When I write … I write in the dialect of my Soul.
The two are slowly ... tediously ... becoming one;
That I may know ... and be known.
When I write … I write in the dialect of my Soul.
The two are slowly ... tediously ... becoming one;
That I may know ... and be known.
IMAGE: Through the gracious courtesy of Ian Britton, FreeFoto.com
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