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Yearly thought…

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. Hand picking her words Delicately, She harvested Her Autumn’s thoughts with glee… The yearly ritual Could finally begin And She penned her best wishes Across the wind. She bowed to the sun And bowed to the moon, Folded the note And nearly swooned. She sealed the message With a kiss, Foolishly hoping for a…… Continue reading Yearly thought…

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The hermit – part 9

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  She counted the tablets one more time. Aligned on the kitchen table, she knew she had enough, but she didn’t want to need them to stop suffering. With labor’s day long weekend, most of her neighbours were away, gone to celebrate life with their families. The building was unusually quiet. No one would notice…… Continue reading The hermit – part 9