Sanity comes in many shapes and sizes. Mine usually comes in penguin form. Following are what I term 'scribbles'. This almost-poetry is my attempt at self-expression.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
KL Airport
This soul is silent, a pre-dawn vista.
Silhouetted trees lay black against deep blues and deeper greens.
Nothing moves.
A whispered stillness murmers, hiding both the creatures of the night and the wonders of the dawn.
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