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I run and run and run, and I hear the jangling of keys, of he who tries to confine me to solitary dreams. But she rouses me and tells me that they are but bells, and that as long as I listen to them, and keep my eyes open, I will be free.

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4 thoughts on “Untitled 1.1

  1. Days without end I could wrap myself in ur words…snuggle deep within each syllable and with eyes closed witness ur colors paint my world…

    Grazie for sharing
    Bells xxx

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