Music plays
Door ajar
I perceive
Your profile
Ink drops burn
Sheets to ashes
Worn out tape
Blows a hum
Love replays
Torn beholders
Eyes avoid
Other’s eyes
Distant witness
Chants unholy
Transient glory
Of transient lives.
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Paints a pregnant picture…
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Thank you Calen 😊😘
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Love this. Tiny slices of a life which hang together excellently.
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Thank you Chris. I’ve always been a bit reluctant to write about the moment when two people know that it’s over. I am glad that you liked it. Cheers, HC
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This:– “Distant witness chants unholy transient glory of transient lives.” Bloody hell! I’ve never done an exit interview (I simply ghost out) but this gives the conclusion a dignified ceremonial rite. You have honour and dignity, HC. I see that very clearly.
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Sometimes it can be a real blessing to be able to look as a distant witness to some once sacred things of our lives. I used to sing holy chants to them, now I just sing 🙂 Thank you so much for your heart-warming words. Tons of hugs, my sweetest…
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My cutie honey love pie. Mwah!
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😊😘❤️
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I like the unexpected word combinations in this one.
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