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)
Layers, the photo and the content to reflect on in many ways, wonderful.
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Thanks Paul.
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Very welcome VJ
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Nice one! ❤
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Thank you!
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Oh V.J. Wonderful number 62 for this week. Thanks 😀
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