The sunrise shoots eye-glaring light into the awakening world.
Trees masked. Numerous arms casting their soft darkened shadows onto the green.
A child banged on a building sign pole. Creation of Clear pure tones, echoing withing the appeared to be harsh and cold metal tube.
First day of ballet flats after prolong seasons; the feet are touching the blemishes and scars of the eroded pavement, a souvenir left by the winter.
My stoned heart is slowly chiseling into pieces.
Morning walks had never been so pleasant before.
2010/04/14
Trees masked. Numerous arms casting their soft darkened shadows onto the green.
A child banged on a building sign pole. Creation of Clear pure tones, echoing withing the appeared to be harsh and cold metal tube.
First day of ballet flats after prolong seasons; the feet are touching the blemishes and scars of the eroded pavement, a souvenir left by the winter.
My stoned heart is slowly chiseling into pieces.
Morning walks had never been so pleasant before.
2010/04/14
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