http://slow.writerscafe.org/FadingMiracles The original writings of author FadingMiracles en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776391894 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The day is without reach,scattered like despairing dew drops.Reaching out and barely grazing your desire...instead catching lumps of anticipation.Bringing forth emptiness from the folds of existence. Hope consumes the functions of my body, pushingit to its outer limits.Only to graze that fantas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/FadingMiracles/1039887/