This has no common theme, it is a collection of things that catch my interest and I feel like reblogging/blogging. I do not claim ownership of anything I post, unless otherwise stated.

6th October 2012

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Simple jestures, 
hands idly feeling the world’s surfaces
the way you flinch in the rain,
the little habits you’ve made
intimately your own 
These are the beautiful

Raindrops

that fall silent
as they fly

As they fly

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