star breath soon became another
wise and incoherent
pattern wreathing
comfort to appease
thing, always scarlet
misperception, mind
grey with fades
of immortality
valid only
in deception’s while
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forget me now 
Hello, Shell…how is this world treating you? Well, i hope…
hi bethany! long time no hear, eh? i’m doing fine … working too much, no doubt and NOT enjoying this muse-lull … *humph* … how about you?
Your work is amazing. I haven’t read in a while since my life sort of fell apart, but I’ll be here more often.
And when you say it your voice is absolutely spellbinding.
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what happened, Noah?
are you alright?
must admit to having been on the absent side myself … *sigh … just exhaustion in my case though …
this poem isn’t quite right but there’s another direction trying to work its way through my silly mind, this is as close as i could get for now … or then, as was … *grin
and i’m thrilled if you enjoyed it and some of my readings too .. thank you!
look after yourself, Noah …
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