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Apple blossom season
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looking for the way out
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An American in Paris
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Red Hot Poker
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Clematis
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Forget Me Not
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Autumn Haiku
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something true
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“The color of truth is grey.” ― André Gide —
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the last of the peonies.
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for a moment
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winter garden
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a winter mind. Early in the year when one has a mind of winter, / And the sun sets its curls under Aquarius, /And the length of a night is nearly half a day, / With ink that soon vanishes,…” Dante, Inferno; “Canto XXIV,”
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Contemplating“I live not in dreams but in contemplation of a reality that is perhaps the future.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke —
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in a blur
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Autumn in my pocket
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Mysteriously Myself.
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my bit of light ...
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Locked in Love~
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"Are we not all adrift in the constant sea of trial and when all is done, do we not all yearn for ships to carry us home?” ― Nathan Reese Maher #tdoeswool That morning in #Waikiki memories of #Honolulu
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moody me
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a beret, postcards and Paris.....
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Beach Memories //
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Continuing the mirror series #self #mirror. The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcome.” ― Derek Walcott, Sea Grapes
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it's always spring in Paris~
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an american in Paris~
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balancing on the left bank~
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dropping in…
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.....
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learning to see~
