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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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Alone

A Room of Oddities (Originally Published Dec 24, 2012)

There’s a small window in this room of oddities. It’s so dusty and dirty you can’t see to the outside. It doesn’t look like it’s been cleaned in months – or ever. I’m not sure where it would look out... Continue Reading →

Empty Bed

I wake up groggy still wishing I was asleep Warm cuddled in my blanket cocoon I roll over and reach for you And my hand falls on an empty bed You have already left and won't be coming back

Open Letter For Christmas

There’s a small window in this room of oddities. It’s so dusty and dirty you can’t see to the outside. It doesn’t look like it’s been cleaned in months – or ever. I’m not sure where it would look out... Continue Reading →

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