The darkness seems forever
but it parts
and somewhere a bird sings
perhaps a lark
and without fanfare
or orchestra
the sun rises
and all
is
right
STRANGE SPANNERS being an accounting of strangeness of the warp and woof of my mind For those of you new here, think of this as 1/2 "Night Gallery" Our Motto: Nos somnium quisnam es futurus fatum quod insolitus tutus vos!
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