reunion starting out, we just felt our ways towards our bright futures until time saw fit to step in and dim things To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMoreEmailPocketPrintLike this:Like Loading... Published by Beleaguered Servant Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough. View all posts by Beleaguered Servant