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Letting Go

I dreamt I saw you. Perhaps I did see you in the distance of my imagination. And I caught the moment stilled in shock and held on to it.

Letting Go

I dreamt I saw you.
Perhaps I did see you
in the distance of my
imagination.
And I caught the moment
stilled in shock
and
held on to it.
I held it
and
the past held
for another moment,
our past,
and then I freed it
let it go
to fly
away
like a bird,
as if you
were a bird.

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Lynn White
I live in north Wales. I have been writing at various points in my life since I was in my teens. My work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people I has known or imagined. I am especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality.
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16 Comments

  1. Letting things go is hard, but if letting you go will make you happy then i will let you go even of it hurts

  2. [Marislea Paed, CIV192, Art Appreciation, Lights, MX, Golden Hour, Rule of Thirds]

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