Written by Jacob Ibrag
Stopping for a moment, she tilted her head back and
embraced being lost in the center of the forest. While most
would’ve striven to find a way out, she wanted nothing more
than to remain out of focus. Becoming part of the fabric of
uncertainty outweighed her learned habit to conform.
Wow! This really great! Short and evocative! We don’t lose ourselves in the world nearly enough.
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You’re Welcome! π
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Short and sweet π
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Disappearing in a crowd!
chris
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Intriguing as usual..wetting the appetite of the reader to know more…of the lost soul
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You’re welcome,Jacob
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Rapture
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Nicely express
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My pleasure
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Nice, I really like this.
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Choosing uncertainty is a rarity. Thank you for sharing the value of exploring other ways of being.
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Thank you for reading it π
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Love this!
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Out of focus …love it
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This is awesome
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Thank you very much π
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You’re welcome
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Looks like your narrator had, found a comfortable place to be herself, without ANY need to conform to anybody else’s beliefs of how she should be,s he stay true to her own self, and that takes a ton of courage…
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heartfelt
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great meaning behind those words.
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Thanks Linda π
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This is beautiful.
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