Fields of gold

Flowers and trees

Faunsdale, Alabama

And I’m haunted. By the lives that I have loved and actions I have hated. I’m haunted by the promises I’ve made and others I have broken. I’m haunted by the lies that wove the web inside my haunted head. Hallways… always. I’ll always want you. I’ll always need you. I’ll always love you. And I will always miss you. — Poe, “Haunted”

Music of the day: Haunted by Poe (lyrics)

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