Lady in White
Yesterday evening I met a lady in white. At first glance she was kind of shy, distant and cold, but I eventually managed to go walking with her in the streets. Everything was so calm, so silent...
I could hardly hear her whisper at my frozen ears. Her voice was so soft, so choked, and she was laying there, on the pavement, on trees, on my shoulder...
Lady in White, come to me, talk to me, fall on me!
And please, follow me in my winter quest...

As seen from my desk
Ce blog appartient à Thomas Arthus. Il aime bidouiller des sites web, tricoter et collectionner les photos de girafes qui font pipi.
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