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Friday, October 21, 2011

Blind pilot.



When i was only 17, i could here the angels whispering.
So i drove into the woods and started wandering
aimlessly about, until i heard my mothers shouting through the fog. 
It turned out to be the howling of the dog. 
Or a wolf to be exact, the sound sent shivers down my back
but i was drawn into the pack and
 before long they allowed me to join in and sing their song. 


Darling, you don't know.

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