There are whispers and sighs to guide you.
Open your ears to the night, and let the moonlight filter through your skin tripping the blue fuse in your brain.
The moveable feast has arrived for a midnight snack.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Midnight Reflections...
Where the daylight should never light the way, find your way by other means.
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