“Without a wish, without a will, / I stood upon that silent hill / And stared into the sky until / My eyes were blind with stars and still / I stared into the sky.”-Ralph Hodgson

(^-^)

I looked at the moon so full and so bright
and then at the fire place with its flickering light
and realised that this world will never be right..
then I threw another log on the fire.

- Wax Tailor- We be

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