Wanted sometimes simply and nicely… 🙂
(Hamburg Series No. 8)
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I was expecting a soul walking head down through the path of light. Imagine… It is like you look through the pinhole that is lying on the door of your own hope, avoiding the shadows of the bad thoughts. I was awaiting for life to be the path of my own exception. I was expecting that life was only a path where illuminated dust were dancing like stars in a orange light of happiness. I was expecting too much…
The light is lighter when you see through your own eyes.