A sweeping deep of doubts,
I ride upon a wistful nothing.
Tight I draw the reigns of my chaos
And urge the victory-speed of forward-march:
Thy Cry is Silence-Light.
August 31, 2008
Monday, September 01, 2008
Flight
A sweeping deep of doubts,
I ride upon a wistful nothing.
Tight I draw the reigns of my chaos
And urge the victory-speed of forward-march:
Thy Cry is Silence-Light.
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