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Suspended

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More…#photography

More I gave you all that pain allowed, wiped every tear and thusly vowed to keep my tender heart confined, the unseen chains that I designed were all that would embrace me, enfold, protect, encase me. And yet, somewhere within this cell there lies the deepest, hopeful well of adoration, inclination, burning, churning,…
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The Ladies in Waiting/#poetry/#photography

(An ode to the Rhododendron at sunset) They gather in the shadows of the garden… their delicate petticoats rustling in the chilly gusts of early Spring. Their crimson hearts race with excitement as he slowly descends upon them. “See how his face shines!” Says Rhoda in a hushed whisper. “Oh I could die in such an…
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Waiting..Photography

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