Tuesday, 28 June 2011
the morning is a cinema
"The morning is a cinema and I am quietly smiling, still hugged with a ragged tooth, upon our mess of hands are warmed."
Ian William L.
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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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