A poem…

Daybreak.
The bleeding hour.
The sun doth rise her weary head.
When will she rest, she who never slumbers?
Revolution of life unending.
Twilight’s child longs for death.
Release.

- Yanicke Forfang, March 2012

Croakers Alley

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