Colours cascading down the walls
Of a place I call my home
Each one triggered by a memory
And my fondness for each stone
The vibrant pinks are rushing past
While yellows tug at my sleeve
They all obtain a special charm
That they hide not from me...
zondag 28 juni 2009
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