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Gray Line with Black, Blue and Yellow
“Georgia O’Keefe is over-rated,” I overhear the museum patron behind me say, and I cannot help but internally agree, however there is something so enticing about this flower, one of many such blooms, not all would hear her call, yet she catches my eye, not once but a multiplicity of times, but I garner the courage to approach her, to marvel at all she has laid bare for me to see. My breath catches...
Monday 14th August 2017 12:22 am
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