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I open the door on my shelter. A place where the sun casts shadows stars are growing like… flowers… and silently…, the wind is dancing in me. I feel alive, I feel myself, under my weeping willow… ——————————- salhi ingey photo kolhu
oh sheet!
Thank you moyanasira
loabee v salhi;)
Thank you baby.. eheh
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moyanasira 9:15 pm on January 6, 2007 Permalink |
I open the door on my shelter.
A place where the sun casts shadows
stars are growing like… flowers…
and silently…, the wind is dancing in me.
I feel alive, I feel myself,
under my weeping willow…
——————————-
salhi ingey photo kolhu
moyanasira 9:17 pm on January 6, 2007 Permalink |
oh sheet!
haamaan 9:38 pm on January 6, 2007 Permalink |
Thank you moyanasira
urs 7:32 pm on January 7, 2007 Permalink |
loabee v salhi;)
haamaan 7:40 pm on January 7, 2007 Permalink |