Photography And Half-Thoughts By Mitchell Hegman

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Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Underneath the Love


Underneath the love and all the moonlight we are merely bones dancing through the night.
--Mitchell Hegman

2 comments:

  1. I beg to disagree. The very fact that you even bothered to think and write about what is underneath the love speaks of you (and us) being more than just bones. Or that there is something in our bones that makes us dance, even in the night.

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  2. Hmmm. My thought in writing this is probably something near yours. But we are temporarily confined to this scaffold of bones we call a body.

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