Tag: Remember
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The Fog
He stands there blinking, looking up. The fog fills the darkness like liquid in a cup. Swirling around, making patterns as it falls. It fills the void as frustration calls. Silence. Emptiness. Nothing to hold on to. Suddenly a face appears, providing a clue. “Beryl” he shouts out with relief, but then curses again his…
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Florence
A familiar face appears within my mind’s eye… An unforgettable face, no matter how I try. A kind face, a peaceful face, but one without a smile, A sad face, a lonely face, seemingly lonely for a while. A confused face, an old face, pleasant all the same, A lost face, a needy face, a…
The Mansionic Perspective 