The earth and sky are thundering, this is the revolution. What is real will be left standing. This is what i want- to see through the haze and dust and rubble of what i once thought. Honesty is my only hope. The night is filled with the light of stars long dead. We receive that radiance as we are... Sign in to see full entry.
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