In search of Billy

In search of Billy

How is it that out of the blue I walk into Starbucks and see you

Every inch of you says,

hey, here I am

Every inch of me says,

hey, do you see me

How is it that out of the blue our paths join

How is it that out of the blue I get your name, your style, how you like to start your morning,

but I get no, “hello”

Every inch of you says,

hey, here I am

Every inch of me says,

hey, do you see me

In search of Billy

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I'm passionate about kindness and learning from past. I'm a photographer, writer, author, survivor, ACoA, and single mom.

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