Sephyrus
A collection of consciousness with a side of mashed potatoes
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Coffee before breakfast
The day is unfaceable.
Without a name,
without a sound,
sleep
is born.
Unraveling
into peace.
She knew
this.
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