*Interlude* by Nightsparklies - Lost Parchment #13
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Last week, I had a terrible migraine for several days. It
happens. Life goes on. I am back now, and now I face another terrible
enemy - the number 13. Though I do not claim to be very superstitious,
13 has always bothered me a little bit. But I will try and fill the void
before we again reach a more safe number...like, 14. 14 sounds good,
lol. Happy spring everyone and enjoy this beautiful colouring by our
favourite beloved Unky. And now, a few lovely words for the day:
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There where the sky turned
blue - she was brisk
a thunder unheard, a whisper unspoken
Her heart
tilting always and a bit singed
from the days
Burning the last candle
was the thought that came first
yet - thinking herself defeated
she was not
her flame as true as the sky blue
Beautiful poem and beautiful image..
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