25.8.13

#477 - MAPS

MAPS

1) The secret appeal of melancholy sometimes takes your breath away...

2) Like lost treasures which since years now, who knows where their maps have gone.

3) Sometimes I just get charmed, by the sound of the coin falling into the fountain...

4) And then I forget my sorrow, by playing with the reflections of her light.
     
   

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