is there a loss is still very scary? is there still waiting? the locomotive hauled trains efflux in the dense smoke blackened, rushed off the train stopped at the time - was not an empty seat left again my dear .... the sky was weeping with thunder and lightning nan endlessly angry growl, the dewy glass bouncing worries and anxiety after separation without greeting, which is actually the end goal? together timeless pair of rails does not want to meet at the end of the trip, why is the sky still sobbing? the angel dogged every sorrow unceasing tears, "is there's rain thundering wake end engineer hold a wanderer?
Asmat - Indonesia, September, 1 st, 2012
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