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Nocturne
Passing through the house
all curtains open
lit up against the night
let the people see what you want them to
Curating the moments so carefully
trucks pass
frazzled walkers returning from the fields
catching glimpses
seeing slivers
of the character you created
A sensual, sought, bright mind
the answer, a home
to any lost soul…
Close-up on that round face
painted, pained, so pe...
Sunday 18th January 2015 12:34 am
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