27 thoughts on “Hurt (II) #flash fiction

    1. My dear B, do I need to say I agree. You know I do. close, the fountain flows on my past…

      1. the past melts into yellow leaf-drops, the pain fades into the autumn light …. I am making this up as I go, my dear B. πŸ™‚


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