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Aug 2017
My mind wanders to dark matters.
The mountains against a fading blue sky have a silky silhouette.
The last light of day staining the clouds orange and pink as a last resort.
The twinkle of a small welsh village nestled in a darkened valley, the lights like stars that have fallen and were trapped, forever to suffer humanity.
It is in this peaceful darkness that my mind wanders.
To dark matters.
To a man with skin so sunkissed, I dare say they are lovers.
To a life that is wild and unrestrained.
To a different life.
Nyssa Elena Jacobsen
Written by
Nyssa Elena Jacobsen  Cornwall, England
(Cornwall, England)   
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