Thursday, July 19, 2012


Be the rabbit in this hat and surprise me with your promises that echo out of this revolving world of resistance.
Everything here is running out of time as we run towards something which is far out of mind.
And in the distance, that train hurtling forwards screams like a ghost train of memories, fighting to not be forgotten.
Call onto us from your merry-go-round and evolve us from this inertia.

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