It's quiet.
Disconnected,
not so much noise
in the ether,
the net,
the phone.
Interim.
Intermission.
Interlocking pieces
not evident to the eye.
Pastels.
not showy,
but subtle
and persistent.
A little lonely,
but never alone.
All is right with the world.
I just know it.
Peace. Love, Linda
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