Tuesday, March 4, 2014

UNIF in the Dark

There's an old convent on the corner of my street. 
Alex and I wondered what spirits and secrets lie behind the iron gate... 
Our heads turned. 
And we were sucked in. 
We felt the spirit. 
We admired the spirit. 
We danced with her until dawn. 
 But the spirit grew tired. 
And we were to leave. 
Because we're obsessed
Fresh and Precious 

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