let the eagle tell you where he's been
~ photography ~ poetry ~ drawings ~ short stories ~
Wednesday 27 June 2012
Fourteen
Four teens walked along a lonely road
But they were not alone
They were four
Four teens
(What?)
It was raining a lot the other day, and since my Grandma lives where everything's beautiful, I went exploring with my camera! Trés beau, n'est ce pas?
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