Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Dawn Remembered Comments

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It is late at night, almost morning; the silence is as noisy as high
tide washing over the pebbled shore. Gloom hangs in the air like
a horse blanket covering a nag`s rain-sodden back.
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Jan Oskar Hansen
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Paul Brookes 31 October 2017

regrets a waste one can only go forward with kindness and no regret for past misses A great exploration of life and how we can fine comfort in the mundane

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