Brightening spirit within the dancing coloured lights when the words will not reveal their mystery in their memories of twinkling feelings
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Magical Miserly Hands
Constantly the hands are plumbed into the pockets and stand outstretched. When you give they take, and they seem to tacitly ask for more..........
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