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I died last night. Much like the wilted petals of an old bouquet of roses, I crumbled. My spirit lingered, then disappeared into the mist, and scattered my soul. Floating in limbo, I reached out, seeking those I remembered, and found myself lost, with those I had long since forgotten.
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I’m glad you lived to tell the tale 🙂
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The glory of fiction….we can always come back 🙂 Thanks, Derek
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Wow, Dorinda! This is such a peaceful and comforting way of describing dying… very beautiful!
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It could be read two ways. Your read is the more comforting one, and the one I like best 🙂
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I am glad you say so, Dorinda! I think I reflexively look at the brighter side first. High Five 😄
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Hive Five!! 🙂
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Haha! YAY!!!
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Deeply moving…. ❤️
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Thank you very much, Michelle ❤
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You’re welcome 💜
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Pretty, and poignant, Dorinda.
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Thank you, Diana 🙂
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Glorious.
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This is so brilliant my friend I’m actually wordless. All I can do is read it and re-read it again. Incredible work Dorinda!
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Thank you so very much, Candice! That means the world to me! ❤
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You are welcome because of all you give in your writing and inspiration to other writers every day.
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I have to toss that right back to you, dear friend! I marvel at your words. Incredible ❤
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If someone I love the writing of, likes what I do, I must be doing something right!
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Have no doubts! You are definitely doing it right (write lol)!!
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