IfI wereto writeevery dayfor onehundred days,would my soulbe purged ofthis malaise;is it a thingto be dredged,dragged up –twistedand tiedlike tatteredbed sheetsknottedtogether;is therea remedyfor thisscourge;or is thisan inherentrestlessness,a fiery bluespark of eternalangst ignitingpassion – a callto write? (Originally posted February, 2017. Image my own)
They are the best walks of all. 🙂
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Lol.
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Me too 🙂
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Lol!
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🧐😂🤣😂
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LOL! 😀 !
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😛
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🙂
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