Driving at twilight
The world seems to languishlystretch once more.As a dog does when hereadys for sleep.All things are doneand nothing is left.I drive through the duskon wings of steel I soar.And calm my soul inthe green silence of the fields. Written July 29th, 2001 © on Jul 29 2001 01:44 PM PST 0 • 10
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"The world seems to languishlystretch once more.As a dog does when hereadys for sleep.All things are doneand nothing is left.I drive through the duskon wings of steel I soar.And calm my soul inthe green silence of the fields...."