stories written on mountain tops
concealed identities on rocks
I meet sunsets, while the night waits
an evening like never before
shoes squeak with collected secrets
inking the sky with dark velvet
I’ll meet the light with new insights
a morning like never before
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hi, Reena❣️
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3, hosted by our beloved Benji, is live until next Monday (July 6):
Much love,
David
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Thanks!
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*hug*
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hi, Reena❣️
Just wanna let you know that this week’s W3 hosted by our beloved Sally, is now live until Monday (June 29):
Much love,
David
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Love the morning and evening connection.
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Thank you 🙂
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Reena I love the line “shoes squeak with collected secrets”! It is so fitting!
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Thank you so much!
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This is lovely, Reena, and your image is beautiful. I love this line: I meet sunsets, while the night waits.
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Much appreciated, Nancy! It means a lot.
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Reena, I love how you turn a walk through the night into a journey full of secrets, and show how a new morning can bring new ideas and hope.
~David
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Thank you, David!
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🤗
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Wonderful poem, Reena.
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Thanks a ton, Indira!
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Well done dear friend.
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Thank you so much!
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You’re most welcome
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Beautiful.
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Thank you, Diana!
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Captivating poem, Reena.
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Thanks a ton, Jude! Means a lot coming from you.
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💜🌼always a pleasure. You have so much depth to your work.
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Thanks again!
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Very nice.
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Thank you so much!
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