The Eyes Of Sly

By Sly

Endystorey

Seeing the light's slipping away, I can't help but try to capture it. Despite the blindness I endure. Locked into my imagination. A wonderful Scotland. A place of dreams and endless thrills. Just like the rest of the world.

Take time, smell the roses. Feel the cold wind blowing through you.

Enjoy

SLY

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