When time seems to stop, where i thought the world evolved around me.
Getting out of the glass bottle of our ego, escaped beyond boundaries in the cage of our personality,
immersed ourselves in warmth of our companions , shivered with cold as we sped down south to albany-margret river, allowing life to rush in.
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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