Coming ashore to go to sea once more is a life revolving in score to tune unending a melody so bending then sun is at rise some where whilst at set in another the moon is always where it is as are you the ocean is motionless , also breathing life in death:death in life the circle snake a nailed gold piece for a task said could be one though to win is to loose and to loose to loose and to win to win and to loose to win I have everything in the nothing of anythings every a lent draped out of me SIN
Posted on: Thu, 06 Jun 2013 02:27:17 +0000