I wait
for the publishing to ride down the track
to track the picture
to find the stranger
to meet the old friend
to find the marker
to think
to not think
to forget
I wait
but it is often so very slow
the picture that once took six months on the sea
now takes six minutes
too slow
for me
Posted by: cronelogical | July 13, 2006
In the days of new magic
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