… close
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You are close. Very very close. Despite the sentences and time. As close, as underneath my skin.
Month: September 2019
About Inga and the others
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I like my friends. How surprising, ha? And I might suspect what you are thinking now… ‘No wonder that you like your friends’ or ‘they are your friends and it is natural to like them’? But the fact is that even if they were not my friends, even if I had not known them, they […]
Note to autumn
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Although the calendar says it is autumn already, I will only close my summer tomorrow. And today… today it is still the summer, the last day of summer holidays… With sea salt on my skin, beach sand in children’ hair, music of sea, waves and the stories of books carried along, taste of orange from […]
