roller coaster
Reliving moon-rise
Every time I crest a hill
I howl inwardly
Every time I crest a hill
I howl inwardly
Labels: diurnal, moon, perspective
posted by levinebar at 4:17 PM
seventeen syllables / is all you can cram into / such a tiny screen
Labels: diurnal, moon, perspective
posted by levinebar at 4:17 PM
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