The black of the night sky adores the paralysis of my
eyes. Like a mirror told me birds cannot reach where
there are no walls; Like i sometimes look for mushrooms
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there is much within..but I'll like the security on offer in this one.. .. the safety deposit box of sleep... keep righting them one peace at a time.. aroha xx
You write the most glorious poetry, every line is laden with imagery. This is 'to die for'. Love it. HG: -) xx