Mars and I had a late-night whispered conversation a few days ago. He was red, twinkling in a glowing navy-black sky and I was a pale shade of flickering blue, hiding behind curtains hoping to catch a falling star. We waited together, speaking in rhymes of heartache and fairy tales, my eyes upwards and his eyes down
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By the way, your writing is absolutely beautiful & lyrical & compassionate.
Peace,
Christine
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