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The Last Strand

Day 65 ... this is my final page. 

Good evening. 📖🌠🌟

I have started a brand new chapter over at The Mercy Cat Meadows. This new space was born from a simple belief that every creature weather wild or domestic, deserves a life of dignity and peace. 
New page: https://mercycatmeadows.blogspot.com/

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"The Last Strand" was born from a need to find warmth and a healthy focus amidst the deep blue of a difficult night.
In moments where the world feels submerged in shadow, the smallest action can become a lighthouse.

 「The Last Strand」は、困難な夜の深い闇の中で、温かさと健全な思考を見つけたいという思いから生まれました。 世界が影に沈んでいるように感じる瞬間、ほんの小さな行動が灯台となる。

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The Last Strand

​It was
When the shadows deepened
And a dark azure covered the night
It was
The time it ticked
At zero hundred hours

​The stars were floating beneath the sheets
It seemed
As if they had drowned.

​It was then,
She picked up a match
And lit it up
One by one,
A light was lit
On the last strand

- Michie Lyne

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最後の糸

それは
影が深まり
暗い青が夜を覆った時
それは
時間00:00が刻まれた時

星々はシートの下に
浮かんでいた
まるで 溺れてしまったかのように

その時
彼女はマッチを手に取り
火をつけた
一つずつ
最後の一本に灯がともった

- ミチーライン

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The Last Strand, Pastel, Michie Lyne, 2025.

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