empty lanterns,
with leaf-littered, winter-worn
skin,
dangle in the dark breeze,
biding your time, doubting
Day 6
06 Monday Apr 2015
06 Monday Apr 2015
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Thanks! I was borrowing a bit from your approach.
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I do have a thing about hyphens. 😉
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