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Until We Meet Again
As he left
the water kissed my feet
and washed away what was,
leaving only what is.
the water kissed my feet
and washed away what was,
leaving only what is.
Published 26th Feb 2020
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26th Feb 2020 1:27pm
26th Feb 2020 1:29pm
26th Feb 2020 1:29pm
Simply great existential write nik. You have outdone yourself.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
26th Feb 2020 1:34pm
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26th Feb 2020 2:49pm
What was or is are totally different, yet, at the same time, the same... isn’t it just a big circle? Quantum thoughts from a short work. Says a lot about who you are... I’m impressed! Wonderful work, T.
26th Feb 2020 3:55pm
We all realize that everyone pulls something different
out of the same creative work. Whether every element, among them: unique form, multiple double meanings and perfectly placed invented words, was intentional
or not, ALL of it was communicated by YOU.
This indicates that You are "in the zone" as a writer.
Its like an NBA player unconsciously draining 3 Pointers.
It happens sometimes .....but it wont
unless there is a person's talent,
hours of practice and passion
already in place.
Respect to You, Nikkimoe
out of the same creative work. Whether every element, among them: unique form, multiple double meanings and perfectly placed invented words, was intentional
or not, ALL of it was communicated by YOU.
This indicates that You are "in the zone" as a writer.
Its like an NBA player unconsciously draining 3 Pointers.
It happens sometimes .....but it wont
unless there is a person's talent,
hours of practice and passion
already in place.
Respect to You, Nikkimoe
26th Feb 2020 6:18pm
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26th Feb 2020 6:45pm
