During twilight, Sister Moon sometimes shines pale from the heavens, unable or unwilling to give us full her light for fear she may insult the sun.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
too much
Too much.
Too much, he says, you think too much… Too much about living, Too much about dying. Dying. Too much. Don’t think so much, it’s simple. Simple to live…simple to die. Simple. Don’t think. Simple.
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