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225/ 2017: Newspapers

I read a story today, and it reminded me of you. They found a new procedure, or so the article said, to operate on the inoperable. I laughed - Inoperable, I remember that word, it was the first time, I sought beauty in sharp edges. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

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Day 280: My Doubtful Half

Too long, you were the object that blocked my light. I gave you form, held tight with memory and coloured it opaque with stolen intentions. No longer, I refuse to live where the light can't find me. Strip away these layers of dust I let settle over my mind until all my barriers are transparent… Continue reading Day 280: My Doubtful Half

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Day 40: The Lonely Moon

The moon looked down on the world Filled with life in all the colours Blues and greens of Mother Nature Black, brown, yellow, red and white Of all her children. A world of laughter, love, peace Moments of anger, sadness and war. Souls that lit up the universe, With the light of their will. In… Continue reading Day 40: The Lonely Moon