The crumpled pages have turned sepia. They are though, still holders of a gleaming sunrise. They still speak through the blue ink, of the unknown fears we overcame. Does it matter, though? The details? The sepia makes sure the golden chimes of ecstasy are not forgotten. #yqbaba #apmchallenge #notforgotten #yqtales #yqquotes #yqpowrimo #sepia #apmpoetrymarathon The gold in the sepia.
