Monday, December 28, 2009

Once upon a time.

There was the birth of an ideal in the form of a place called Alba.

There was the meeting of two strangers, without knowledge of their royalties.

And in vain attempts, they tried catching the sun.

Oh what a mockery we are!
We are the pure and the unclean.
We are the frivolous and the serious.
We are the King and Queen.
And so, once upon a time,
there was an idea,
and there was spontaneity,
and there was the formation of that spontaneity.
and there was Alba.
The rulers of Alba.

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