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I recycle my opinions like personal moisture
What I absorb is filtered and received as new;
Pure.

I can't believe we're already a week away from Halloween. I can't believe that I'm considering expanding my vampire story into my NaNo novel. Therefore, a short poem in honor of a very distracted Chrissa.

When is it time to hibernate?

 

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  1. HelenOctober 23, 2021 at 10:04 AM

    The secret to world peace?!

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  2. Carrie Van HornOctober 23, 2021 at 2:28 PM

    I love this Chrissa!! I think it could be a secret to world peace!! I am looking forward to the vampire novel!!

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  3. Gillena CoxOctober 24, 2021 at 3:32 AM

    Stay Creative (and safe)
    Happy Sunday

    much❤love

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  4. JimOctober 24, 2021 at 6:01 AM

    Best wishes for ALL your endeavors. I know you'll do well.
    ..

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  5. Marion HortonOctober 24, 2021 at 9:13 AM

    Good luck with developing your story and Nano novel!

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  6. Sherry Blue SkyOctober 24, 2021 at 11:17 AM

    I love it. And good for you, writing a novel!

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  7. ms_liliOctober 24, 2021 at 3:33 PM

    Neat take on the image, Chrissa.

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  8. qbitOctober 24, 2021 at 5:52 PM

    "I recycle my opinions like personal moisture" - what a magnificent line!!! Dune for the information desert.

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  9. purplepeninportland.comOctober 25, 2021 at 11:54 AM

    Love this, Chrissa!

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