Seagulls over an all blue ocean, and I'm living in the setting sun, giving last light to that boardwalk with the video arcade.
My back isn't bothering me right now, so I'm taking advantage. The moon is low. It's smiling at me like the Cheshire cat. It could take me to wonderland at an time. I think I'll walk towards it. See where things take me.
I write in the red glow of Darkness. My photographs now pulsate and undulate at the pace with which a heart beats. I'm giving life now, to the paper. I feel more like an artist every day.
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