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He bolts, a reckless investment in chance. Laughing, panicked and thrilled, she cries after him But balks at the edge, undecided. The moment is a million fragments distilled, And she knows that to follow is to leave everything behind.
Onto the asphalt,
Into the bright,
She is reconciled.
by ~Nova-Swytch
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- Tools of the Trade: A pen, a flashlight and a sleeping horse.
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Sorry I didn't go in today, didn't get a moment to, though I was in desperate need of caffiene.
By the way, how did you find me?
You showed up on my visitors list
Darn. My plans of jazzing up my gallery have been thwarted. You're very sneaky, sir, but I like your work and your tea, so you are forgiven.
When am I going to see you next ma'am?
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Greetings from Canada!
Visit my gallery? [link] & tell me what you think!
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You have a very interesting gallery - I like the photography a lot!
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