cryptic-
it's been so long, yet your numbers are still the basis of my security.
some days I lie on my bed and muse about numbers and math, and imperfect symmetry.
from one jagged end to a small slight curve, and all the mathematical functions in the world, contemplating if there was ever a code out there to decipher; a secret compartment that springs open to reveal the final missing puzzle piece.
I wonder.
The Lighter Side of Her
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A grey dress with sweet dainty puckered sleeves and a special nook clothes and surrounds dreamy fancies and flights of imagination. Memories from here and there creep in, forming the pen in her head.
When time slows down, she writes.
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