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Caught it in flight, sought it right to write.

Apr 4, 2012
1 min read

“Quiet”

Stars, you see, they fly and fall. From one sky to the next. And therein settles love and despair, in a falling star’s trail, painted in the space between sky and mountain top’s hush.

 
 
 

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