These colors don’t run

of moments i chose to skip of love i did not speak captured and caged the future awaits into the land where the sun has set what is more easier not to remember¬† or to forget i'll long for the days never to come i'll write Romy of songs songs, she shall not listen Immortalized¬†... Continue Reading →

My friends

These leaps lead us to nowhere but to those memories of our days gone with the air A photo, perhaps a treasure my happy stare.   A quickie poem, That monkey/sheep guy is me lol. After jumping for like 100 times this shot was captured

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