Deep in thought of someone left behind
Life on a string
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
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About Me
- Rivi
They who are near to me do not know that you are nearer to me than they are,
They who speak to me do not kow that my heart is full with your unspoken words,
They who love me do not know that their love brings you to my heart,
They who crowd my path do not know I am walking alone with you...
Rabindranath Tagore
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- You don't live here anymore
- Street life
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- Unexpected beauty
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- Fruits of labour
- Pointer sisters
- On a stage so high
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- Hang in there
- Way out?
- Evening rose
- Closing time
- Read my lines
- Tread carefully my love, and come into my parlour
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2 comments:
These are truly wonderful portraits.
Thank you Aravis
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