Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Goldfish Candles

Goldfish Candles in the evening of the regained spirit, I look across my memories to see a face that is clouded in my view, and I ultimately, turn back to the evening in its present honesty thinking about how the day is brightening and the heart and mind open for the righteous now
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