photo by Alina Fedorchenko via Unsplash
Lost, I stood to look for the way out.
My head was spinning.
Was I looking up or down?
Written for three line tales
photo by Alina Fedorchenko via Unsplash
Lost, I stood to look for the way out.
My head was spinning.
Was I looking up or down?
Written for three line tales
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In only 3 lines, you capture such an extreme sense of disorientation
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Thank you so much, really appreciate that somebody liked what I was doing! Thank you for reading and commenting.
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That’s a vexing conundrum indeed. Great story, Angie. 🙂
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It would be very strange situation to find yourself! Thank you very reading and commenting.
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