Day light comes walking on by singing songs as it glides about the way the world should be instead of what we keep toying around with and breaking.
Daylight moves between the clouds, spinning sunlight light into a cross body then full turn brilliant rays...
Home for a few brief hours between shifts in a world that offers little, I take off my shoes and go back, back in my mind to Africa, past the lashings and the
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