Eyes that could pierce armour plating and probe my innermost fears.
Touching me without touching me.
Feeding me, without feeding me.
And she moved across this earth leaving barely trace of her time.
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I'm sitting in the kitchen chewing my breakfast cereal. Chewing over the last couple of weeks where "work" has overtaken "...
Sweet glider. We have these too over here in Cali
ReplyDeleteMany thanks. Amazing creatures
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