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Thursday Morning

Thursday morning breaks yawns across the landscape but its grey…. greyness hangs like a veil before the eyes, drapes the young day fragile…. as delicate as a butterfly before its maiden flight   Thatcher Doran   Advertisements

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Woven Like a Fabric

approaching winter awakens my focus on yesteryear perhaps the notion of life, society and the eternal circle though modernity is still an infant struggling to be ever new confident, even arrogant each day must be different manipulated where necessary yet … Continue reading

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Writing Is….

writing is the spark the joy art of the heart the soul reflected making the little big! the butterfly eternal pointing the finger in every direction causing the earthly demigods to weep! capturing the echo of each human step holding … Continue reading

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Why Wouldn’t You!

you who threw the stone into the stream or walked pass a simple caterpillar without a glance or a second thought but if you had taken the time perhaps had waited to hear the break of water that hollow sound … Continue reading

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