There was a fork in the road, and I chose properly. The path ahead was beautiful, full of love, but the love was elusive.
Blablabla I cut through the brush rejoining the others.
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Robert (Stastny)
Robert wrote Portraits, a book of poetry. Now and then sentences (prose) come together. Painting has taken up space in his life. Music is something he may be doing more of.
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