There must be a figure below or a limit to this dark abyss of a sky. How can we tell if only the sound and light beckon? Even a tiny flicker of light is distance almost unknown. But we try to feel it somehow, whether driven by a poignant sound or dreaming on a starless night. Yes we try to feel it somehow… the dream.
Sunday, July 14, 2013
1:11 On mooncake.
There must be a figure below or a limit to this dark abyss of a sky. How can we tell if only the sound and light beckon? Even a tiny flicker of light is distance almost unknown. But we try to feel it somehow, whether driven by a poignant sound or dreaming on a starless night. Yes we try to feel it somehow… the dream.
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