JoAnne Shadday (2/6/61 / Circleville, Oh)
Twilight through the empty hours of darkness,
daylight through the 'bittersweet' rays of the sun...
Both hold 'secrets', which cannot be revealed by moon nor sun...
Submitted: Monday, May 13, 2013
Edited: Monday, May 13, 2013
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