breathless disconnected torn along ragged skylines rain clouds wrestle with pale sunlight summer soon forgotten concrete sidewalks scream the coming day unmasked heart turns wind whips the corner thin trees bend low in deference to glass and steel not flesh and bone passing telephone rings, no answer ~ ©Leigh-Anne Fraser 2011
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Hello Leigh-Anne, as I read this, wondering again if you might be thinking of publishing your work 🙂
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Hello Leigh-Anne, as I read this, wondering again if you might be thinking of publishing your work 🙂
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I sometimes think about publishing my work yes… but haven’t quite figured out how I want to go about doing that yet hahaha… something that I am actually planning to address with my head this fall. 🙂
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I sometimes think about publishing my work yes… but haven’t quite figured out how I want to go about doing that yet hahaha… something that I am actually planning to address with my head this fall. 🙂
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