the sun is pure heat and the air is thick
my breathing is laden
sweat like honey dripping out the comb
except it’s sour and salt and vinaigrette
lying underneath the oak tree
the still air brings no relief
the leaves are like an over woven fish net
pressing down slowly to scoop me up
the creepy fear descending on me
then a blistering light broke my fear
following by a whip crackling
my pleated skirt and hair flying off
I feel the fat raindrops sizzling on my skin
the orchestra is playing louder and louder now
it’s only fitting to dance to its magnificence
running wild barefoot on the wet mossy grass
carrying the weight of drapey clothes and hair
‘freedom! freedom!’ is all the lyrics I utter
Flicker of Thoughts 
Beautiful piece!
“running wild barefoot on the wet mossy grass
carrying the weight of drapey clothes and hair”
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Thank you!
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My pleasure 🙂
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Your writing is beautiful Cassa.
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Thank you so much!
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You’re most welcome.
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another amazing work of art.
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Aww thank you!
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very welcome
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