keep functioning.
skies are bright, loaded with stars.
all is right.
that one's Mars.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
bobbing ... up and down.
i get lost, then return.
the Pacific ocean and Baltic sea are close. near by.
walking Via Dei Cappellari i was coming home.
somehow i always mean this.
always coming home.
a smile and a wave.
the crumbling street ... the people on the way.
more to be said.
reasons never spoken.
remembering in a review.
younger then.