My soul cries out to the stars.
I can't name them, but I feel that I know them...
As one knows his home.
Two pictures have been
alternating on my wallpaper these days.... one of them is this one,
I can't name them, but I feel that I know them...
As one knows his home.
Two pictures have been
alternating on my wallpaper these days.... one of them is this one,
The other is this one...My heart goes out to the stars, but I am the land... I am its fruit, its produce...
I am the suit, and both its content...
How can a man be born with his Body & Soul in such different places?
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Here, and there.
Here, and there.
Then where are we?
We are close, still so far.
Who am i?
What we are?
Are you we?
Where are us?
Stick on the ground.
Head in the clouds.
We are everywhere.
Feet on ground.
Mind over sky.
We're all connected.
All in one.
Beautiful pictures!
hmmm to deep for me
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