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Tag: Dreamtime

Dance

...the shadow of my youth, in a form that never was, dances on the walls of this poorly lit shell i occupy so briefly...

Captured

Arms out touching phantom limbs and ephemeral vine. Closed eyes focused on aery chimera that plays like faded film, enshrouding me in palpable memory like a mist. August oaks and […]

Morning Glory

Drift sweetly in your morning haze lit with candles from yesterdays and colored with┬ácandied memories of tomorrows yet to spend Dance in the streets with everyone you meet there dressed […]