Falling

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To think how once
you danced in the breeze
basked in sunlight
and knew nothing of falling

If only evergreen was your name
and summer winds
were always here
and sleep could never descend

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Author: Lizzie Ginger

The girl who drowned words...

3 thoughts on “Falling”

  1. Oh.
    My.
    God.

    This is a truly scintillating capture and reduction of a whole season in the world, a whole season of the heart.

    Stunning beauty

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