She trailed petals in her wake.
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Like love, the archers are blind*
*excerpted from the poetry of Federico Garcia Lorca and brought to you with a steady heart by Journaling as Sacred Practice: An Act of Extreme Bravery, available in print or e-book. April is National Poetry Month! Treat your inner poet to a new book.
In reality, bats ran the belfry.
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The electeds sent messengers ahead with cake.
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They realized the narrator was unreliable.
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She found power made her saucy.
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The duck confite was perfectly divine.
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She owned DeMille at a glance.
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Music became a balm for chaos.
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