Low and tight, I grab at tree roots. My simple gravel path trimmed to a knife’s edge. My eyes caught a climb away from vertigo inspiring view. A stomach in knots, joins other spreading pains like gingham pattern.
I grab a branch to rise, only to receive a pine scented water spray when it slips slowly away.
I could feel the pine-scented water spray.
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Very good!!
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Thank you my dear. 😀
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OK an economical use of the words; but I wanted more!
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That’s the best way to write. Leaving parts undone or unexplained. thank hou for the kind words 🙂
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