Thoughts that sometime...rhyme: Darkness descends.

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Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Darkness descends.

Inky Slinky Black of night. Entertwines ‘round the earth bound on the backside. Hand not seen even in front of face, the night crawls it has it’s own pace. Dark Sooty Velvet the night as it wraps around and nothing can be seen is the night soothing or mean? I lie down in bed it’s all around no place... Sign in to see full entry.

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