He wondered the salty green marshes of his mind, hoping he had gone made, if not, the alternative meant what he lived through...
He wondered the salty green marshes of his mind, hoping he had gone made, if not, the alternative meant what he lived through...

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He wondered the salty green marshes of his mind, hoping he had gone made, if not, the alternative meant what he lived through was far worse.
© 2022 By Duane Kirby Jensen,
5.5 x 8.5 watercolor and pen on watercolor paper

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