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Delusions of Evening – John Tansey

Evening comes. My self-delusion stirs the synapses with a steaming cup of coffee. A dimly lit oil lamp shrouded with Saffron scarf casts the room in an amber hue with subtle shapes in the shadows while words as gold ingots … Continue reading

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