Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Any Given Morning.

Words can't describe the beauty of the day. So surreal in its majesty. My horse and carriage creep along slowly through the mountain pass, as the ground below glistens. The atmosphere must be remarkably clear to let the moon shine through in such detail. I should of stopped my carriage to marvel at it, but society wouldn't have it that way. Society's rush and bustle lead one to miss out on any given morning.

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