On The Way Home II I sit on the platform edge, legs dangling. Alone spare the pigeons and ever-present low hum of traffic. My breath streams out of me white on a gentle wind, into the orange glow of sunrise.
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$1 & $3 prints for sale! ♥
Commissions are open!
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Even if mannequin heads are a bit creepy.
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You must have been born with jewels for eyes.
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