rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Again

The leftovers went into dinner, fitting for the year's end. The waxing moon will be leaving soon, too, taking that lovely light with it. Momentarily, the bells, the horns, the exuberant small explosions. The cries on the still air. That's the way it goes, and why not? Happy, New Year?
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