Thursday, 14 July 2011
brightest dark
"All of that suffering, and still we soar, a hawk struck to the lightning bolt—what brightest dark."
Ian William L.
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"All of that suffering, and still we soar, a hawk struck to the lightning bolt—what brightest dark."
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.
"All of that suffering, and still we soar, a hawk struck to the lightning bolt—what brightest dark."
Ian William L.
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