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| Wrinkled life seem to be the recurring theme at the end of the week. After a world of happiness on my birthday Life crashed once again More doctors More tests More bad news Even the Book of Days wrinkled up and made me sad. Time to stop Time to rest Time with hubby In the end We will always have Midnight in Paris. |
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Wrinkled life
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3 comments:
your poetry and page inspires me
that you can still come to the page and create despite it all
Sorry you are having a rough week, but I love how you turn it into poetry and artwork. Hugs.
xooxoxoxxoox
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