I wonder and sometimes worry. Herein lie those ponderings with perhaps some editing but still in their truer forms. Whisper as well, though in truth, whispers are just that, rustlings in the wind and nothing more. It is kind to not be alone with one's own whispers.
Tuesday, May 25, 2021
One, then the other.
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Sometimes they just pop. One works, then next shows up, and a final one
just because... if the colors were right as well. Nothing spooky,
mostly.
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