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FOOTNOTES

FOOTNOTES

You have your Story someone else does too...

​​​​​​You may have fit your Characters knowing when you would end their part...

How about the Story?

The one where Diamonds are found in the Dirt...

You didn't know the Gem, the treasure you had in your hand...

Then you were left holding only the dirt because, you let it slip through your fingers...

Threw it away never thinking it was one of a kind...

The Tables have turned...

You were found in the Footnotes...

About the Diamond who was really able to shine...

Dedicated to all the Stepping Stones...

Ice Queen

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Marion

I think we have probably all let a diamond slip through our fingers at one point or another... i know I have... hugs X

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sparrowsong

Hello M...

Nah...

I haven't been allowed to be that lucky...

I only find CZ's...

Never the real thing...

Not yet...

They just want to pretend they're real...

Some are real good until the Mask slips or is over worn...

Then it just becomes thinner...

You might think they would check it as the Days go on...

None of them do...

A lot of times it's really just their memory trying to remember the lies they told...

Questioning them only frustrates them...

Maybe, we're both lucky...

​​​​​​Thank you for your kind comment and support...

Ice Queen

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