November 25, 2011

  • The horizon still whispers my name. Unceasingly. Like a lover unwilling to forget nor walk away. Soft ethereal caresses, reminding me of what is waiting...

    Soon. I'm waiting out there. The real me. The complete me. Conquering oceans, skies, dreams and passions.

    It's so close now I can taste it.

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