Thursday, February 25, 2010
white hill/grey sky
thin air multiplied in the midst of white coloured hills and sopping wet trees. heavy roofs cracking in the daylight, ice bleeding through their open mouths. cold grey bodies shuffling side by side matching the country side. returning home to comforts that leave me waiting. tending to loose ends that leave me, fading.
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