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May 2020
The feeling under

your fingertips

was still true.

From sun up

to sun

down

just as long.

Normality was

a quiet

that you've never known

and

hooves,

manual labor,

the smell,

wood and stone.

They didn't know

that kings were, too,

uncomfortable.



When you imagine

them, remember:

the world was still

in color.
Written by
Jenn
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