I think I will let the short poem I wrote for this poster describe it: Like a cloud you came upon me, slowly, slowly quenching light. Where you came from none can tell me, murky, misty, muddled night. Stealthy robber! tip-snatching gifts I need to live and cope. One-by-one so gently sacking strength and focus, will and hope.
July 14th, 2012
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