.Pilgrimage of the Nestless Bird…

“I opened my mouth to scream and shout

waved my arms and flapped about

But I couldn’t scream I couldn’t shout,

The song was coming from my mouth.”

♫

 

 

More on a little virtual keyhole ☂

& facebook.

 

 

Dust, glitter & drunk sparkles

xoxo, Dea

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