Monday, April 11, 2005

Dancing with the Bones

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In the end, we all dance with bones. Basked in moonlight, the hollow sound of their clacking against one another when lifted by the fire with song.

The loss, the decay, the ugliness depart. And all becomes apparent. The stucture, the support, the one atop oneness of it all...

We all come to this...this dance of bones.


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