Peace Be The Journey
Thursday, August 11, 2011
#20
When the ice sickle dream leaches splinter off the feathered fragments of the rib-caged mountains, the vessel will drift freely through the ghostly waters. Blood will tear down from the eyes of stalagmites. PBJ!
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