Strange night a single passing car, outside, and here, no radio. the far away is unimaginable as it must be as it so rarely is. the close: is this Word. & between, in a rustling stillness, a curtain breathes from a window lifts and returns... I jump up in an empty room & startle myself down a funneling fall.Birth sign: Capricorn
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