morning noon night
those faces
just won’t let me be
and sleep
once a friend
no longer lives
wherever I am
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morning noon night
those faces
just won’t let me be
and sleep
once a friend
no longer lives
wherever I am
Being Present for the Moment
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Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
Singer, Songwriter and Author from Kyoto, Japan.
An online activist from Bosnia and Herzegovina, based in Sarajevo, standing on the right side of the history - for free Palestine.
A place where I post unscripted, unedited, soulless rants of a insomniac madman
Dennis Mantin is a Toronto-based writer, artist, and filmmaker.
Finding Inspiration
Off the wall, under the freeway, over the rainbow, nothin' but net.
Erm, what am I doing with my life?
Artist by choice, photographer by default, poet by accident.
At Least Trying Too
A Journey of Spiritual Significance
Life in islamic point of view
Through the view point of camera...
L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
In Kate's World
Leonard Durso 
One hundred different meanings here. Anyway you have given it to us so we can make of it what we wish. My mate Ian died about ten years ago but it seems like yesterday and if I drink Kentucky Bourbon he is there all over again like the night he took the half empty bottle and tipped it down the sink because he was concerned about me.
I think we have many similar memories.