as i look up at the grey and blue sky i see silhouetted bats flying over the water...
the swans are now afloat... they move to the far end of the pond...
...tonight i don't feel able to walk far (i've almost lost the wish to)...
...i walked there, enjoying the darkness under the trees and passing a few people... i couldn't see their faces...
29 september(these pages are designed to be read with the window set to two-thirds of the screen width)
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