Touching my arm
camping down...
smile prety and genuine.
Long forgotten memories.
I looked at a cup of tea.
Struck me with absolutely clarity.
An old fashioned shash window.
I am half out of myself.
It was a sunny, warm jabbing me.....
I slowed, taking in the sounds,
smells around me.....
Feel of nothing....
Photo GIANNA GRAUND
camping down...
smile prety and genuine.
Long forgotten memories.
I looked at a cup of tea.
Struck me with absolutely clarity.
An old fashioned shash window.
I am half out of myself.
It was a sunny, warm jabbing me.....
I slowed, taking in the sounds,
smells around me.....
Feel of nothing....
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