Dear friend of my heart, There is a chair I once came to occupy; a chair of silence, of reflection, … More
In the end all you want is a pen that writes well and a life that you've lived well.
Dear friend of my heart, There is a chair I once came to occupy; a chair of silence, of reflection, … More
Spilling green from my screen Of grass washed in evening Quiet, soft, dearly diffused Eyes twinkle amused At the slowing … More
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The world around through my camera's lens
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