My Diary: Experimental Flower

This was my last day on the Spanish galleon.‭ ‬We sailed into port‭ (‬with two glasses each side‭) ‬as the moon turned into a sickle.‭ ‬I had spent a lot of my caterpillar crawling time trying to find a piece of string but still managed to trip over the words I had written earlier.‭ ‬The mummified cats had already lined up to dance the cancan‭ ‬-‭ ‬Ali held on tight as the last wave went by.

Experimental Flower

Experimental Flower

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