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Jumping the Brook

Monday, 26 January 2009

future


We can't know exactly where we are going. But it is wonderful to look ahead and find the dreams traced in mist becoming concrete.

I'm running down the beach, accelerating, sure to see land across the water.

Today I could step off the edge and I'm sure I'd fly...

365-09 #26
Posted by Harriet at 16:56

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