Swirling

in oblivion

By Valerie RacinePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Swirling

Photo by Espen Bierud on Unsplash

Infinitely,

more intensely real,

the hole whirled blue.

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Dianah Ngamdy3 years ago
I love the photo!

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