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Time has stolen the polished façade,
perceptions imperceptibly changed
before our lying eyes,
to face a cold harsh reality
with the stab of sunlight at dawn.
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Change happens, time flies, and reality indeed turns to experience. A great piece, greetings!
ReplyDeletegod! this is so piercing, I like it! stab of sunlight
ReplyDeleteWe all age
ReplyDeleteand time has its way with us
that stab of sunlight is not always gentle.
hello shadow its dennis the vizsla dog hay this sownds like maybe the last thing wot a vampire seez wen he has stayd owt too layt!!! or posibly too erly!!! ok bye
ReplyDeleteGulp. This is a weird synchro, shadow. Your piece is gorgeous, as always. The synchro is that I am just writing a similar scene in a novel.
ReplyDeletePowerful words; words I wouldn't have appreciated years ago.
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beautifully explained the misery.
ReplyDeleteyou're an amazing writer.
xx
Sometimes that morning sun is so full of hope and sometimes it is that harsh unforgiving light. That's what I felt today. You capture the feeling well
ReplyDeleteThat photo is gorgeous ... the way the light is playing with her hair, the curve of her arm, her brain, the small of her back, her belly button. Its fingers are all over the place, all at the same time, somehow.
ReplyDeleteIn this case less is more. How nice.
ReplyDeleteI will watch the dawn rise but never the moments when the first light travels over the horizon. I do not want to ruin the delusion of peace.
ReplyDeleteThis explains it all
ReplyDeleteReality is always bitter and that is why we choose to dwell in fantasies.
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