it’s easy to identify
with the longing
of those ancient Chinese friends
of mine
but oh how different
to feel at home
here in self-imposed exile
among people more alike
than different
from those from whom
I came
it’s easy to identify
with the longing
of those ancient Chinese friends
of mine
but oh how different
to feel at home
here in self-imposed exile
among people more alike
than different
from those from whom
I came
ab ovo usque ad mala
In making of a castle on the cloud.
La vita è un’enorme tela: rovescia su di essa tutti i colori che puoi (Danny Kaye)
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la condivisione del dolore è un dono di amore da parte di chi lo fa e di chi lo riceve
A picture tells a thousand stories!
Here, Now and Somewhere else
Moda-Creative thinking
Lucania la mia ragione di vita
Deal with the faults of others as gently as your own.
The magic is in the mystery.
Daily wind
Welcome to my world
Interesting to read this take on your exile.
Thanks. I’m an adjusted exile.
So they said to me,
“You won’t like it there.
They’re so different.”
But I liked it there.
Works that way at times.
“from those from whom
I came” I”m sort of exiled, I guess. I am, and those around me are, different from where we came.
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