Track #writephoto

Some nights

By the tree she sat

And watched the ghosts pass by.

Of all those who once lived

And all that was once laughed about

Passed in the flicker of a moment.

She let a part of self be lost to each passerby

In the hope that she’ll vanish

But she regrew. Like a starfish, everytime

Resilient and fateful.

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Sue Vincent’s Thursday #writephoto challenge

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