An on-line magazine with reflections on globalisation, prejudice, haunting ghosts and their counterpart, hope and light. Spare thoughts of spirits in the material world.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
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Slow hands on the willing heart; under a scarlet sky the ground opens wide..
Oooh what a divine sunset Songo. Love your words to this too.
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