A Golden Lens

“I tend to look at my past with such envy and see it through a golden lens, but what I need is to live on the edge of beauty and cling to the core of each moment. I need to throw my head back and breathe more; to open my mouth and drink the rain like wine. I need to fight for routine, for placement and for the present.”



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About Jeremiah Dowling

I write poetry and take crazy pictures in an Orange Chair all over the United States while reading amazing books.

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