Pitch dark night, rock still above woods,
is chiseled by a million fireflies,
in unison with their
mute, synchronised lights.
Nov 19, 2012
Nov 19, 2012 at 8:01 PM UTC
Pitch dark night, rock still above woods,
is chiseled by a million fireflies,
in unison with their
mute, synchronised lights.
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