Sunday, 7 April 2013
thoughts of/on a thousand paths, they could be screaming
The dusk is still a flare we set off.
The dusk is still a flare we hold between us.
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The dusk is still a flare we set off.
The dusk is still a flare we hold between us.
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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.
The dusk is still a flare we set off.
The dusk is still a flare we hold between us.
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