It is only a dream of the grass blowing
east against the sources of the sun
in an hour before the sun's going down
and this, of course.
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6 comments:
wonderful, i am reduced to silence...
Er..I hope that's a good silence? In which case: thanks! :-0 I found some old photos whilst helping ubo clear out some junk.
orr?
Have a great weekend!
Salaams,
b.
of course!!!
do post more of these old photos, they are simply wonderful. who took them?
roxana, don't know who took this one. will try and post some more if they're not toooo embarrassing! ;-)
is this a new photo of you? personally, i like the very first one.
Take care,
b.
so you don't like this one? :-)
the very first one is not me, it's just a geisha i met :-P
no, don't like this one..reminds me of what's her name from the Adam's family.
Er..okay, maybe it wasn't the *very* first one..but the first one i remember.
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