With my left hand free, I react just as I hear the countdown of memories and distant horizons. I stop and cry in a vacuum, as I struggle to get the balance. And without looking back, trying to get to the other side, on of the farthest geographical point from my lonely rope, 59.3294681, 18.0626392 fates await me. Unfortunately, only to find a frozen trap in time. Immersion in total emptiness, the contents of the last steps. For more Photos please visit my page facebook/XVZPHOTO
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 14:54:05 +0000
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