dreams in broken glass
time travel of silent wounds
hiding in mirrors
©Susie Clevenger 2020
Friday, May 22, 2020
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You were a cold December wind I left to search for my August moon. ©Susie Clevenger 2020 Poets and Story Tellers United ~ Weekly Scribblings... -
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