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Spring surprises me every year. Like a switch being flicked, the sudden buzz and hum of life at volume jolts me into attentiveness. As the earth shakes off its heavy, muffled cloak of winter, a veil lifts from my eyes, and instantly they start to sketch shifting forms cast by the wayward light. 87 more words
Hello my lovely readers, what’s cracking?
I thought I would take a little trip down memory lane and delve into the past for you all. I made an acrostic poem before and I thought that sexy little momma was… 1,677 more words