8 lipca 2013

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The sound of a bird flying low across the garden. Then nothing. Nothing.

A cloud passes.
Nothing again.
Light falls through the window,
falls onto me, into me.

Moments.

All gathering towards this one.


- Jenny Downham (Before I die)

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