You sense a dream
Rising out of the smokescreen
An idea, a word
A thought unripe;
But before you can take a close look
You let go
And it melts away from view –
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Day: Mar 24, 2020
You sense a dream
Rising out of the smokescreen
An idea, a word
A thought unripe;
But before you can take a close look
You let go
And it melts away from view –
Continue reading “A Writer’s Regret”
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