A sweet morning’s peace,
Broken by staccato beats
Of tiny hammers
April 27, 2016
A sweet morning’s peace,
Broken by staccato beats
Of tiny hammers
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He was swimming through a sea of winds that spun and whirled without moving as they shouted, calling out to each other in panicked voices. Their cries buffeted him and sent him reeling from one to the other. Each burst burned, and although Matt tried to right himself, his body wouldn’t obey. Tossing and turning helplessly, […]
twytte
April 27th, 2016 at 10:07 am
Great image
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April 27th, 2016 at 4:58 pm
Thank you!
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April 27th, 2016 at 10:57 am
I hear them too 🙂
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