AWAKE
July 17, 2017
She greeted me this morn. This flower on my path. The wake up call from my deep slumber. Her petals laughed in Midsummer wisdom. That’s when I heard Titania. “My Oberon! What visions have I seen! Methought I was enamored of an ass.” (**Riddle, all mine. Photo #nofilter on the path to truth.)
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