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Apr 01, 2011 01:39

 “The beginning of YOU starting in the womb. You grow up, grow up and when you are ready to see the world you just born with big crying how pronounce your being. Then, your world becomes mom and dad, room, house, yard... When you fist time cross the street your world becomes a city. I had 5 or 6 years and I remember very well the street of ( Read more... )

ushuaia, argentina, the stool, vaida, france, lietuva, tierra del fuego, taburet, buenos aires

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olena_korenyak April 1 2011, 04:59:10 UTC
Nice poem!

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radzivil13 April 1 2011, 15:00:01 UTC
well said!
thanks for nice pictures :))

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susex April 2 2011, 16:02:26 UTC
СПАСІБО ЗА ВСЙО!!!

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di_k April 2 2011, 18:02:14 UTC
осталось найти место для отдыха между дорогами, дорогами, дорогами ...

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