Heaven’s Gate (Surround Me) — Daniel Swearingen

The Acts of one! He catches time in the palm of his hand, with his hair growing whiter where the old train station stands. The gleam in his eyes could be laughter or death, it’s all up to you, as you read the rest. The high land all around him rises to a rocky slope, […]

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