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)
Oh!
I can certainly hear the amazing beat here.
Thank you so much for sharing these lovely sky captures with my challenge 🙂
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Always a pleasure, Hammad
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Like an eye, looking out. Beautiful colours.
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Thanks Paul.
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❤️
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Beautiful!
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Thanks!
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So pretty! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊 🙏
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Lovely!
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Thanks 😊
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Pleasure!
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I love these!
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Thanks 😊 🙏
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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