27.March.18


While Lucy is in the sky with diamonds, I am not so lucky stuck with die dull as bort.

Too much would be grandiose life; the roll just needs to net a boat to sail port to port.

Rolling with a curve traces a meniscus on the felt, but it could just set a life straight.

Kissing the pips with lips balmed with hope might just convince kismet that today is my blessed date. ; )

Categories: Melange

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