girl anachronism

12.1.09

Pretty women, at their mirrors

In their gardens

Letter-writing

Flower-picking

Weather-watching,

...how they make a man sing!

Publicado por Constanza

Constanza: Where are you going I dont mind. I've killed my world and I've killed my time. So where do I go what do I see, I see many people coming after me. So where are you going to I dont mind. If I live too long Im afraid I'll die. So I will follow you wherever you go, If your offered hand is still open to me. Strangers on this road we are on, we are not two we are one.

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