Of the
stars,
we are born;
And to the
stars
we shall return
as dust
welcomed
home.
© Kindra M. Austin
Of the
stars,
we are born;
And to the
stars
we shall return
as dust
welcomed
home.
© Kindra M. Austin
Author of fiction, poetry, and very sweary social commentary. Editor, and co-founder of Indie Blu(e) Publishing. Co-founder of Blood Into Ink, and Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen. View more posts
The perfect cycle!
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Yes! 🙂
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Lovely.!
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Thank you! ❤
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Kisses!
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I normally hate dust but in this context I feel differently. Especially because it won’t return and choke when I’m cleaning the top of my shelves.
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Right on! I hate dusting. Makes me sick for at least a week with sneezing and snot. How does one face make so much snot???
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Snot magic. It’s ‘snot’ very magical though, ha!
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Hahahahaha!
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Hello, Kindra, welcome back, how are you? I like this. 🌠🛏⏳The long sleep.
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Thank you! I’m doing okay. Busy as ever. I wonder if I’ll ever get a holiday, LOL
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Wonderful stuff, love this.
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I’m so glad you like it. Thank you!
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