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Cusp

On that cusp between sleep and waking
I hang suspended and wonder
what is real
what is remembered
what is dream

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The things that keep me up nights

This picture is from Geneva.
Ever since I took it I have been wondering, losing sleep to wonder:
Who changes the red handkerchief when it gets dirty?
Thoughts?

 

 

See you along the Trail.

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