Sunset is an angel weeping / Holding out a bloody sword / No matter how I squint I cannot / Make out what it’s pointing toward…
pacing the cage
				
					31 Aug				
				This entry was published on August 31, 2010 at 9:54 am and is filed under morning, sky.				
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