Leaving behind the supernova that is you – overwhelming, exhausting – I’m burning alive in the wake of your eruptions. Distance my ally, a new beginning light years away, I seek shelter in the gloaming.
Supernova
My journal of big words and pretty pictures
Thin spiral notebook 
That was more lovely than words alone can express.
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The space analogy is perfect!
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Wonderful visuals and sentiments. So pretty.
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Great entry, great picture. No fair. You are a double threat!
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“burning alive in your eruptions” super word use. Love it.
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Blow me away, Tara!
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beautiful picture – beautiful words – I love “gloaming” . . . you and I have similar word interests, I note. 🙂
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Wow! This is awesome. I really love that last part – “I seek shelter in the gloaming” – brilliantly done!
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Stunning. I love it!
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