Another Day

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By Storyteller

“Talk to me I’m here to listen,” said the mind but the heart had decided.

Razor in hand she saw a little girl running around talking to the trees.

Thud! A gust of wind closed the window; the girl had vanished.

Looking around the house what a vision it was, not a thing out of place

fancy drapes, matching silverware, candlesticks above the fireplace.

Resting on the rocking chair she placed the razor on the table, made herself a fresh pot of tea snuggled in her favorite quilt and dozed off to sleep.

Another day perhaps, another lifetime.

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