I used to wonder,
I used to think,
I used to write,
I used to read (lots),
then I used to paint,
I used photography,
then needed the use of words again,
I use to teach,
but now ...
I'm a learner again,
who wonders
(about the written)
and reads her way through life.
  • next to the scribbling-pad and pencil on the bed side table
  • JoinedJuly 14, 2012



Story by Cicatrisse
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het komt pas als het plots is in de echo’s van het duister als je verwerkt onderbewust hoort een gevoel neerp...
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