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Nostalgia's Cracks

crumbs fall by the way into nostalgia's cracks brush them aside they matter not the swell of the bread aromas waft, mingle crumbs harden sweep them aside as if the bread matters

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Date: 5/2/2021 7:13:00 PM
Much food for thought here. Is the whole loaf (baked + full) metaphorically our lives? A truly find write that invites pondering + reflection. Best wishes, Brian
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 5/2/2021 8:40:00 PM
Thanks for reflecting on this write, Brian. Light and Joy, Gershon
Date: 4/29/2021 8:27:00 PM
a mindful eye
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/30/2021 8:56:00 AM
and an eyeful in mind. Thanks, Seeker!
Date: 4/29/2021 7:11:00 PM
Interesting...very interesting! We can never have the whole enchilada. Some always remains behind, as breadcrumbs.
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 4/30/2021 8:57:00 AM
I'll take 1/2 a tortilla -- no crumbs. lol. Thanks, Kim!

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