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Tag Archives: beautiful
His face was beautiful, Brian was his name. Meet him, I would, in the wee hours of a morning, when sleep was a promise on the lips of a liar and the darkness was a friend to us both. Talk, … Continue reading
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Eyes Closed and Beautiful
Harp strings and fog horns, bass grooves, flute flight sun dropping light, tree leaves casting shadow, life so full you want to cry. Nothing more than love, than whispers, than trees turning colors as a last bow to life-giving Light … Continue reading →