A thin-edged blade
balanced on a finger
tip –
tips:
Shadows move my mind;
within my mind –
eternity.
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June 3rd, 2015 at 07:45
Very vivid, You can almost imagine its decisive fall.
Thanks for the Wonder:)
June 6th, 2015 at 02:56
Lovely.