Dream in isolation
what was isn’t now
as if it ever is…
Ever is…
EDC Writing – Believing Sight Unseen
'odd lines, short poems, bits of prose'
EDC Writing – Believing Sight Unseen
'odd lines, short poems, bits of prose'
Dream in isolation
what was isn’t now
as if it ever is…
This is you Eric. Brilliant.
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You know, Gabriela – it is, me that is – thank you.
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My pleasure 🤗
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Same old, same old.
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Odd, old me…
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🙂
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Brilliant.
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be, either.
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Seems more like yesterday…
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Neat!
😃
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Ah, the illusion of perception. Love this, Eric.
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Thank you, Diana – and it was nice to see you on Gabriela’s blog too – your comment very much appreciated – I’m very fortunate to have you and Gabriela as friends.
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You are very sweet. 😀
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Congrats on Your book! Just saw You over at Gabriela’s! Wonderful poem here and I completely agree about Your hat! Cheers!!! 🙂
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Thank you very much, thanks for dropping by – ah, the hat, I figured, the less you see the better!
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My pleasure!….and I doubt that’s true! 😅
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True.
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Simple but very lovely, nice one:)
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Thank you.
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Brilliant and true. 🙂
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Thank you, Charlie.
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You are welcome my friend. 🙂
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Touche!
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