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02.09.2015, 08:44 | #1 |
Moledro
Oh one of those days again
when the weather reflects the mood. I am sitting in the dark listening to my favourite record of The Church. Sometime Anywhere, Somewhere Else I’m all lost in hideous space. The blackened sky and the sound of rain tell me about my hopeless case. The canvas on my easel it’s white I think of ways to colour it but nothing feels quite right. For me for you for us that equals unaccessible unity. Or is it me drowning in total insanity? When all I feel lies far away strange and inapprehensible. In some distant reality where your aura lingers through an assuasive eternity. |
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