Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Every fix is just a killer
All my dreams were just a filler
Shrouded in hope with faith for diversion
And your brown eyes are a dark excursion
posted by Mary 4:25 PM
''I saw well why the gods do not speak to us openly, nor let us answer. Till that word can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces?''
--''Till We Have Faces'' by CS Lewis
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