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Birdsong pierces blue-fogged dawn.I feel a story coming on, right one time.This is our daily dance, Story and I,Same place, same time, tea at the ready,Fingers servants to niggles of thoughts,Impressions, and wondering onto the pageWhat dreams may come, what nightmaresWhisper they’re dreams in disguiseSo I’ll pay attention to them, give them air.
Louise Foerster
Michelle Renee Kidwell
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I can definitely relate, love your writing!
Faith is the strength by which a shattered world shall emerge in the light: Helen Keller http://www.facebook.com/fansofMichellerkidwell
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