Betwixt; Between; looking forward backwards
We witness sunset,
sunrise. A book of secrets to welcome the dawn
with glitter grimaces
(Dis)placed, we fashion shelter from willow and words
_________It feels like home
So bellow from the bottom of your lungs and twist from your hips
I will never tire of this
________________not now not ever
Tuesday, 22 June 2010
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