Golden ThreadA Poem by FractalLunaGolden thread pulls tight, Reflecting the sunlight, My fingers mimicking scissors, Snip, snip, undone, I am free once more.
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Added on February 12, 2019 Last Updated on February 12, 2019 Author
FractalLunaIAAboutAmidst the layers of life stands a beautiful woman covered in paint. Her body is her canvas. She is essence. She is free and powerful and sexy. Through art she is more alive than even the most.. more..Writing
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