I do not know how you imagine a winter but my steppe and icy childhood declares a sleet as a herald who brings a very first message from the awated spring. Even stamped out snow is not in hurry to replace durty areas. it is brassed off together with the nature, with trees, horses, houses, land. It got the message and from now will circumstantially build a further plan for a new life.
In a world far away from the fado life in Porto.
not that far Anders, not that far at all
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I do not know how you imagine a winter but my steppe and icy childhood declares a sleet as a herald who brings a very first message from the awated spring.
ReplyDeleteEven stamped out snow is not in hurry to replace durty areas. it is brassed off together with the nature, with trees, horses, houses, land. It got the message and from now will circumstantially build a further plan for a new life.
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