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Poem: I am human

13 morning glories from furled buds (top right) to blooms (purple) to wilting (petals curling inwards.

January 16, 2019January 16, 2019 ~ Rachel McAlpine ~ 1 Comment

I am human
I make mistakes.
Morning glory, evening shame.

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