Guest guest Posted September 1, 2002 Report Share Posted September 1, 2002 Did you see below the surface, fading colours, reflections of blue sky. Clouds of insignificance, an interlude turning grey. Did you hear the same old song: If you follow me, I will always fly away. I chased her without rest until she stopped and said: Green grass at the edge of the lake. Alan Attachment: (image/jpeg) DSCF0030.JPG [not stored] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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