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Watching the orange moon sail between tall trees my hunger increased. My back against the mighty oak, soothing my bones I wait for orange to turn white, the full moon For my true self to emerge. Feed the hunger to remain hidden deep in my forest home, the last of my […]
So kind of you to share Anita’s poem, Penny…
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You are so welcome. 🙂
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