All Saints, The Beach ’00
It’s calling you, my dear
Out of reach (Take me to my beach)
I can hear it calling you
I’m coming, not drowning
Swimming closer to you
All Saints, The Beach ’00
It’s calling you, my dear
Out of reach (Take me to my beach)
I can hear it calling you
I’m coming, not drowning
Swimming closer to you
Brexit move to homeland
Never rust.
Crafting my thoughts into poetry and prose.
Zomaar wat
- Si crea ciò che il cuore pensa - @ElyGioia
Fort Worth Camera Club
All about Life
Poetry, fiction
Photography by Michael Randall
secondlife, fashion, beauty, lingerie...
Photography is the Art of Exposing your Soul
A girl travelling around the world on a motorcycle.
haiku + images
A dedication to Hipstamatic
waphco wandering photons collector
A Novice Photographer's Journey
Live without Limits
Beautiful!🙂 I’ve missed your wonderful photos and music selections.🙂
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Thank you so much! Spring is in the air, some new inspiration!! Thx
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