After a year of sadness
Mourning the soft white landscape
She wants the seas to rise
And the sand to tear its way through her
She wants a fire to sweep this quietness.
After a year of sadness
Mourning the soft white landscape
She wants the seas to rise
And the sand to tear its way through her
She wants a fire to sweep this quietness.
HermitCrab 
Very poignant and beautifully written.
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“Poignant”- love that word. Such a pleasure to have it applied to my words 😊
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Aw, and it’s meant very sincerely.
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This is perfect. The word choices, the imagery, this is perfect. I love it.
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What a lovely comment 😊 thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoyed.
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