The inner and the outer, are so darned close.I sometimes wonder which I love the most!
Those days of black and white, were not a good idea,
those days, made possibilities, fade and disappear.
See me stretch and reach, far as ever I can,
not that I have a set, laid out, plot or plan.
Unless of course, it counts, to paint all hurt away,
which I did in handfuls as I painted with breath to day.
Tushie 3/11/12
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