Thought to M. M. Even without a language I walk that way marching towards the watery sun with anger. It never rains inside of an egg so I choose to deny the sea born in my rib cage and go on being allowed to hope. Photo: Maria Stadnicka Share this:FacebookPrintEmailTumblrLinkedInRedditPinterestPocketTelegramWhatsAppSkypeLike this:Like Loading... Related
Too many haters and fear create by liars. Everyone need a fair chance. I know many people who saw hell and back. They deserve peace too. LikeLiked by 1 person
A amazing video and good words. Thank you.
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Thank you, John. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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Too many haters and fear create by liars. Everyone need a fair chance. I know many people who saw hell and back. They deserve peace too.
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