So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
[link]Dear friends and devwatchers
I can not tell you why I have so long break
... But I can try show it by some emoticons
:
Thank you
for all your comments, favs and
I really appreciate it.
Sometimes I publish other photos here:
[link] There are inspired by poetry.
Many greetings for all of you
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and late many wishes for a very happy 2011 Anna!
Sta.sh
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