Saturday, September 22, 2012
just like fireflies nightly flickering, how shards of glass left glimmering, lift us above those daily deliberations haunting, till we are left contemplating just the glare against the darkness, staring back with gentle overbearing, like a whisper dripping through a mirror, saying-- Take me in, take me in, for I am forever slipping, unaware...
[Photo by Bellezza Caotica]
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