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Silent walkers architect Their perspective minds. Mirrors change the light of their visions. 15 years alone together have passed away... Holiday snappers Caress in a bus shelter: Waiting, releasing Into loves bitter end. A thing, a body, a figure lies still On the tarmac. Warmed by love; Burned by death. ©Jack Aylward
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC
A Road To Some Where, Nowhere
Silent walkers architect Their perspective minds. Mirrors change the light of their visions. 15 years alone together have passed away... Holiday snappers Caress in a bus shelter: Waiting, releasing Into loves bitter end. A thing, a body, a figure lies still On the tarmac. Warmed by love; Burned by death. ©Jack Aylward
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC
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