historier o reflektioner utifrån mina drömmar, foton, alltings poesi o filmer [stories n reflections inspired by my dreams, photos, world's poetry n movies]
26 januari 2009
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dreaming of Rawaw to open her dream sail in with his ship made of oldest sand
her keys has always been three just in case two would copy each other the original could still be there
but when Pandoora closed her pyramide the mystery was already gone with a smile
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