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Sunday, November 02, 2008

For someone took a slender brush of the finest camel hairs and painted across a blue sky all the patterns and colours I had only seen in dreams. Delicate floating feathers and vapour flowers that tell a story for those with the eyes to see…and I look up at those floating fairytales and think of you. For the beauty of the heart is mirrored within the sky and loving you helps my eyes to know where to look to see it