10 Jan 2014




In the stillness when you can hear the rain collapsing on sodden ground, listen amidst sister midnight and hear the rivers rushing through his veins, racing to embrace the frosted air. Watch the tree line encompass the ocean tides within his eyes to reveal the secrets that he's never told, and in that moment you will understand all that is and that which is not, to see the skies soften and memories forgot.


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