morning sun blackI never miss the sunrise, no matter how little sleep I had the night before.

Looking to the sky of a new morning. The same sky, as yesterday.

I adore her illusionary promise of a fresh start, a new beginning.

As if the spinning of our world were not a continual process.

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Frankie Lass

I want to inspire the rekindling of imaginary worlds. I want to nurture mad little monsters that have been starved of their need to create.

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