Nomadness Waterhouse David
Nomadness Waterhouse David Always visions of other lands haunt my ravaged mind and the ghosts of old lovers swirl in the fog of my brain. I long to burn across new terrain like a meteor crashing…
Specifikacia Nomadness Waterhouse David
Nomadness Waterhouse David
Always visions of other lands haunt my ravaged mind and the ghosts of old lovers swirl in the fog of my brain. I long to burn across new terrain like a meteor crashing through the dull and nebulous layers of this tired earths' atmosphere. Habits and routine are my captors, the jailers that speak to me of bounds, fences and walls, yet my soul flies on the wild wind, searching for a home.
To set the senses reeling and lose myself in the swirling fog of new emotion.Everything is growing, bursting out of itself like an explosion and creatures mass and swarm at some silent command. When shall I walk among the foothills of the Old Gods and feel new breezes blow through this shattered mind? Is this the hand of God stirring his pot of wonders?And then the storms and the wild winds, the constant rains although warm- still crazy and without reason.
All of nature here spinning and
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