Walking by the river
Memories cross my mind
Of how I used to listen and shiver at his side.
Talking of his visions
Sharing them with me
Making some decisions – how proud I used to be!
Never thought I´d loose him
Never thought he´d run
Away from me so fiercely and leave me in the dawn.
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Photo by Hans van Reenen
Source: http://www.flickr.com/photos/heimatiater/
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