http://slow.writerscafe.org/violetmurders The original writings of author Where the night sky and fallen blossoms meet en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776011600 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Mirror on the wall what is it you portray. figures unclear, faded and fuzzy do i not see clearly for the water in my eyes or my faulty eyeshelp of prescription, HD crisp figure is seen Is it the body I see that stirs these feelings? 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