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There’s greens and reds and browns and yellows. There’s all kinds of blues and every shade of purples. There’s whale calls from depths of ocean and there’s singing mosses between the cracks of stones.
Rumi isn’t what she has always imagined.
Zoey has changed from what she has always remembered.
This is all to be expected, right? That perspectives change, people change, whereas the only thing that doesn’t change is the fact that things change.
If Mira has changed, Mira can’t tell for herself.
She feels warm and itchy. Her cheek, her ears, her chest. She can hear, something cracking open inside of her.
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A song writer who doesn't want to be heard.
An architect who doesn't like structures.
An animal activist who doesn't fit in with people. -
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The remaining ray travels to the clouds by its long and lazy wavelengths, blooming into yellow, orange, red.
Everyday, without fail, whether she could see it or not.
A day, a month, a year. Five years, ten years, twenty years.
It all blinked away, so fast, so cruel.
or,
Mira and Zoey takes a day away from their kid to remember Rumi.