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a wilderness


No man may step into the same stream twice. – Heraclitus

A field of joy. Of gifted wildflowers. Of delighted discoveries. Of mutual silences. Of beauty shared.

Now she is gone. Wholeness is sundered. A cavity aches. Loneliness reigns. Joy drains away like yesterday’s rain.


Don’t blame me. Social Underground made me do it.


From → hurts, short fiction

One Comment
  1. social underground permalink

    That is beautiful! Happy to get the blame for that ūüėÜ


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