Bruised, battered,
And still locked,
When darkness, …
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I frequently look back,
Trying to catch instants,
Escaping through my hands. …
I frequently look back,
Trying to catch instants,
Escaping through my hands. …
She's Susanne, he's Sasan. She takes pictures, he writes words. We call it our "Growing Old Together" project... read more...