Sunday, September 2, 2018
Falling Angels Comments
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The waters rise like steam, churned to a fine mist as it crashes into the Devils Throat.
here where the land slipped, sliced to cut the river now a drop, a fall,
its voice drowns all sound; rainbows play across its edge whilst birds dive into the water
to nests on thin ledges, hidden by your watery curtain.
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8/16/2025 6:45:57 AM # 1.0.0
what I remember is you covered in butterflies emerging from the jungle edge like a laughing bright angel. A beautiful discription.