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Dark radiance.

Yep, it sure feels like it.

Of weathered sheep and chiselled lightning, like a harmless stranger doing a jawdrop-inducing performance of a tap dance in the dark of the night.

Being geographically challenged and living at the opposite ends of this planet away from each other, like a well-used shoe sneakily stolen away by a sure-footed puppy.

Always unhelpfully vague and infuriatingly elusive, like a one-liner that reveals little else but the weakening smells of a cup of black coffee gone cold.

It may have the makings of a slow disaster, or the comings of a bitter heartache; but throwing your arms up in the air, be it in mock defiance, utter defeat or pure exasperation – whichever suits you best – will not make the skies turn blue again just for you.

… oh, and hi. So tell me who you are, for we might just become friends.

Details of this entry.Tuesday, October 26, 2010, filed under Musings.
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