Remember When You Wouldn’t See Me? 08/05/201908/05/2019trE now you see through me or past me or beyond me to you I don’t exist at all Share this? Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Telegram More Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Like Loading... Related
This reads like a Zen poem. You write about a perception absent any emotional weight… which conversely makes the weight of the sentiment much heavier. This micropoem packs a dense punch. LikeLiked by 1 person
This reads like a Zen poem. You write about a perception absent any emotional weight… which conversely makes the weight of the sentiment much heavier. This micropoem packs a dense punch.
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Thank you, Barry. I truly appreciate this assessment.
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To be invisible or to be overlooked – what’s worse? This packs a punch, Tre.
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Exactly. Thank you, Mags.
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You’re welcome, Tre.
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