THE PEACH WAS ONCE A BITTER ALMOND



a heart's clear blood leaves through the eyes;
yet dreams of childhood mount the knolls of imaginings...
waves to the next days' futures and hopes....

Now I am wide-awake and everything seems changed.
I watch outside, but there is nothing absolute.

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vaporcloud said…
the haunting vocals of Jón Þór Birgisson......find ways into the beats of the Heart....
11:37 AM
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