The cloudless sky, that had been an umbrella of guidance since she left the bad place, was surreptitiously morphing into a grotesque endlessness of sooty, damp grey.
{why can’t I stop thinking about those damn sea birds} She instinctively closed her eyes to collect her conscience, suppress overwhelming pain, and rediscover the necessary fortitude to stand and face a massive dark form that knew her name.
(Photo by Edward Roads)
(Written by Edward Roads)
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Thank You Katherine. I appreciate it.
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I admire your skill at that form.How much you can say and your vocabulary.
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You are far too kind. Thanks again.
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Beautiful.
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Thank You. I appreciate that.
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Sad and beautiful ❤
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That is very kind Steve. Thank You so much.
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Thank You
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Beauty and pain in a profoundly solitary moment… so human.
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Thank You so much for your kind words Michele. I greatly appreciate it.
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The pleasure is all mine 😊🌟
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Peaceful. Thank you for visiting my blog
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“…a massive dark form that knew her name!” Argh!!!
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Thank You for your interest Lindy. I greatly appreciate it.
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