martes, 13 de abril de 2010

Assignment: Autobiography


Not so far away from my sight I can think of that greenish weeping willow...that makes me remind of that clear light blue sky smelling as if it were a fixed landscape in the mirrow of my mind and perhaps it is thought that way up to now, believe it or not I feel the same sparkling emotion full of happiness and joy figuring out every moment he was doing while being underneath the willow´s shadow.

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