Tuesday


707.

To think about time and to daydream are two different things.
Like the difference between rain and a heatwave.
The North Star will always lead the way, if you are lost, just look up.
With winter always comes a strange feeling of love.
Before midnight, brush your tears away with the Raven’s feather,
Grab the River Water and your journal and head East.
The roses dance in the moonlight while the wolf howls
At the July Full Moon: your love glistens.

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