Tag Archives: 30 Days
Stockholm, November 2014
Saturday 1. Now the dark begins Gold and amber leaves turn brown The days are colder Sunday 2. We stay inside our cubic caves, Windows unshaded, yearning for sun. A silent sigh, we turn from the past, And soldier forward. … Continue reading
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Tagged 30 Days, Frederic Buchanan Pape, November, Stockholm, Theresa LeBlanc
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The Pavellas Perspective 