Origin

Written by Orchid on November 24, 2014. Posted in Blog

Bare feet firmly planted on the soggy moss and leaves, the remainder of my naked body stands strong and upright in the midst of a torrential downpour. I can feel each steady, individual droplet of rain distinctly. Every single one leaving a tiny, fleeting mark upon my skin.

My visage upturned, I raise my arms to the sky. I am once more connected. I will once again regenerate my spirit. I will be whole.

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Orchid

Painted Lady. Brass Acrobat. Aerialist. Snake Charmer. Jill-Of-All-Trades. Nerdery Enthusiast. Show-off. Writer. Photographer. Doodler. Cheese, all the cheese.

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