Day 714, Drawing a line. Day's pictures, Poetry My line is clear where I draw on. My old strokes washed away. The truth the mark to stand on. Till the sharpness fades away. Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related
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