late summer haiku
poppy seeds scatter to soil
illusions shattered
dead rose petals fall softly
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I got my hair cut. Short. This was hair 1.0. It’s even shorter and blonder now. Things are shifting rapidly. This has set off a chain of events in my life. New attitude. New sense of myself. New focus on being in my own skin. Less hiding my face, my feelings, my…self. More strength (odd,…
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life is messy. play anyway.
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