torsdag 30. januar 2014

.: In the infinity of white, - snow, - spikenard, - a...

.: In the infinity of white, - snow, - spikenard, - a...: The colour white moves over a soundless carpet of pigeon feathers. Eyeless, no gesture, stock-still, he is a haunted by a dream. ...

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