Tagged: pinwheel

ninety-nine percent of

ninety-nine percent of
looking
back

is to wipe the
dust from the way
you remembered it.
the greater the
distance, the more
everyone seems to
glitter. even the
worst of old
emotions spins in the
new breeze, briefly
catching the
sunlight like a shiny
pinwheel planted
in the garden
to frighten your
recollection
.
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