XXIVA Chapter by Tkess
Just
before twilight,
the deep purple sky the color of an old bruise. the wasted greens of summer's end. the warmth as summer began lost to the winter wind. © 2012 Tkess |
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TkessPittsburgh, PAAboutWhen I first joined this site I provided a very vague profile of who I am. So, I figured I would elaborate a bit more on what makes me, me. I am 30 years old. For the past 7 ½ years I was a me.. more..Writing
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