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Jewelled Coloured Dreams...

I wonder, if, in the end, all that
remains are bits of other
people's pieces...

​​​​​​Silently heard voices
of long gone secrets and
whispers... 

Prisms of vibrant colours,
a milky lense
an old kaleidescope...

Aroma's of conjured dreams,
held tight like jewels in slow,
faltering grey grey hearts...

I wonder, if, in the end, it is
only ever the beginning that is
found... 

Marion Price(2020)
 

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Marion Price

Oh wow...I'm.honoured Nigel, thanks so much 💕

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Cherie Leigh

HI Marion...I wonder too....just how much we know of life when we leave this place....how much of us is left behind to become a thought in another's mind, and how much we know from other's legacies that we embraced. Great flow and original words.  You truly inspire with your talents. xo ;)  (((hugs)))) 🤗

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Marion Price

Aw...you are too kind Cherie, thankyou my friend 💕

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Jill Tait

Wowsas Marion I wonder ?? Brilliant so pinned lass 💗❤️💗

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Marion Price

I'm truly touched you pinned it...thankyou my friend 💕

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Jill Tait

💕💗💕 haha I am on a roll now can’t stop penning pml ❤️💗❤️

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