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  • Poetry » Dramatic, General Re: Lonely Bones

    Lonely bones of old maids rumble into empty graves, I can see people's thoughts on "rumble =/= tumble" but... I think it should be "rumble in THEIR empty graves." Clattering ...

    Dec 29, 2008


You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension: a dimension of sound, a dimension of sight, a dimension of mind. You’re moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You’ve just crossed over into… the Twilight Zone.
— Rod Serling