The night swoops down with fisted talons By moi / Feb 15, 2009 / peregrine when it leaves it tries to take something
Jutta
02/16/2009Is this snow in Africa??? Sorry, for being so unpoetical. ;-)
Kari
02/16/2009no snow. just sand a plenty.
Esther Garvi
02/19/2009A beach that stretches all the way to Niger
Taylor Davidson
02/16/2009I find the night leaves me with more than it takes, a new day, a refreshed mind, a new chance at making up for yesterday…
Kari
02/16/2009you are so right. yesterday i was suspended in the aftermath of a bad dream and it stayed with me.
bonnie
02/17/2009love this. just adore everything you do, kari. always look forward to coming here and finding new and wonderful things.
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