Hope is exploding in my heart like fireworks across a dark infinite night.
Chelsea Lynn Kirtley
Monday, 19 April 2010
across a dark infinite night
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A blog about life and losing my mind; about the emotions that take us, the colours that catch us, the little things that are lost. We create the dark, and we can stem the shadow.
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