In the brightest of light
we live in an aura of denial
Our flaws invisible in the glare
of pretentious peers
It is in the darkness of solace
that we embrace all we hide
And become whole if we choose
not to fall into the great divide
©5/2018
Resist
Whiskey Tales and Spells 
I see you chose to write of flaws too. 😉
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True. It is something that intrigues me — almost in a flawed way.
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Ah this one is beautiful. I see I’ve got a lot to catch up on here. I’ll make a conscious effort to get on track soon. All my best, Lady.
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Smiles. Thank you, Eric. I look forward to your return. Dana
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