Too much time for thinking, by C.M. |
Too much time for thinking; thoughts like arrows piercing the fragile mind, inescapable and unable to climb. An opening, a window, a peer through the light; clouded by drums and noise, might just be too hard to find. - C.M. |
Posted: 2013-05-01 00:23:35 UTC |
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