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![]() Distant mountains in pale light
thoughts winged by clouds Thinking goes over in irrationality joyfully be myself – I`m I Faint haze reduces the view eyes can hardly follow the path But the expectation is clear-cut I want an answer - who I`m Seeking for a bridge to truth right here in the divine nature Can art and beauty be helpful? yes, I guess it can! -ganter- |
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abgemeldet
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He stood in front of a old barn
between some beautiful yellow birches. The barn was glowing in the evening light. He felt totally captivated and happy; and his face and his arms were warmed by the sunlight. He looked back and had to remember: "There was a way I had to go." The impressions. The shame. Miserable failure. And the art of surviving all these things. Geändert von Ex-Eisenvorhang (19.01.2018 um 02:07 Uhr) |
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Hi Eisenvorhang, my old gursky,
an old barn filled up with sense of perception.
I`ll have a look. Wish you a happy winter-day. -ganter- |
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Ganther, Eisenvorhang.
Irgendwann sitzen wir bei einem Whis. Ich verspreche es euch. Bye Freunde |
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I spend on a good -key
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finding | morigain | Internationale Gedichte | 0 | 30.06.2011 13:33 |