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Friday, March 9, 2012

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From the very beginning she bared it all, keeping no secrets from those she loved. It's how it was with her. It's how she needed it to be.  And it isn't like she didn't know the risks; she'd been left standing out in the cold before. Her heart wasn't familiar with any other way, regardless of what painful lessons had been drilled into her ...
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sculpture: LEO MOL
photo: M. Hébert

4 comments:

norton said...

Bravo, and please never change.

Marjolaine Hébert said...

Thanks for the kudos, norton! ..just a note though to say that unless my words are tagged 'Juste Moi', they're not meant to be taken as autobiographical .. ;)

Anthony Duce said...

What a wonderful sculpture and setting. The words go along so well. And yes I’ve felt like these words in similar settings, though I kept them to myself.

norton said...

Thank you for the key directive Marjo. My comments still stand regardless mind you. Your work is inspired.