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Edwin Setia Utomo (9246)
She lifts her skirt up to her knees, walks through the garden rows with her bare feet, laughing. I never learned to count my blessings, I choose instead to dwell in my disasters. I walk on down the hill, through grass, grown tall and brown and still its hard somehow to let go of my pain. On past the busted back of that old and rusted Cadillac that sinks into this field, collecting rain. Will I always feel this way? So empty, so estranged. Ray LaMontagne
12 tahun yang lalu
Nice BW...
tone BW & gelap-terang nya asyik Om
WOw bwnya indah... salam jepret
