21.7.17

When the lights fade


Standing on a ledge, at the beginning of a long walk, towards an invisible path, where the day wound up and the night is brushed aside… at the end was a fog, an eerie figure of evanescent residues that has faded away. 

[I feel obligated to write something on every post... ;) ]

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