My Feet

Yet this I remember - beneath me are my feet...

Such Fragile Panes

Why should we be barred from the whimsy we believe by things far more fragile than the dreams that we weave...

Each day we're woven into the celestial quilt...

"Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent." -Victor Hugo

A little bit of this, a little bit of that

- Verse Seventeen -

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