Thursday, 22 September 2011

Quick


  • Moisture in the air stillness across the land stars shining brightly.There are faint voices far beyond where i can see. Try to listen they are faint. I can't hear them. There high above a star has lost their balance, tumbling to the earth "quick"make a wish. Reluctant. I walk the field. Voices are still faint. Reaching the top of the ridge I was beside myself there before me were. Thouzands upon thousands of Angels.. I stood there and stared it was a scaventure hunt.. But that.one special Angel wasn't there. JDawner

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