the sea within us, continued
"and year by year our memory fades From all the circles of the hill"
Friday, April 13, 2012
Chaos of goodbyes. I thought I had forgotten my camera bag inside the train. Panic onboard, hilarity, relief, and eventually, a pang of sadness as the train ruthlessly recedes into the distance. Happy melancholy gazes are left superimposed on reality, like scars on the mind.
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