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Young curiosity
I skipped-
Skipped a stone and fell.
My knees were scraped, the skin fell open in petals.
Little red-pearl droplets danced out and onto the stone path.
And my fascination with it, my utter curiosity more powerful than the stinging.
Published 20th Jan 2010
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12th Mar 2010 10:16am
Anonymous
7th Apr 2010 7:28am
This is beautiful. Thank you
12th Jul 2010 9:08am
The small script is so much straight from the heart that I can see almost the red pearls dropping one by one from my own knees.
