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 Aug 2014 David StHilaire
Kenshō
Dampened darkness created a threshold from day to night;
Embracing clouds held greedily, that day, the light.
The passage from night to rise wandered stray that day;
But ever gleamed the drained abundance of cloudy grey.
i swear day never came that day lol
I love a good thunder storm

chaotic beauty

      the dramatic dance
of lightning and thunder

the trees swaying to the beat
of the electrified hum
       that fills the air

moisture clinging to every surface

waiting for the crashing symphony
Mr. Man on the Moon
Hows your afternoon
Mr. Man on the Moon
Never too soon
Midnight sky
Mr. Moon so high
Whatcha doin tonight
Flyin high as a kite
Feels so right
Mr. Man on the Moon
Shining so bright
Whatcha doin tonight
so this isn't quite finished yet I don't think but its one of my twi-late thoughts you know the things you think of right before you fall asleep, its a little rough but I kinda like it so far

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