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Sounds of the girl's ancestors through her earphones, drums, hair braiding, traditions being passed along from one generation to the other is the way people grow in a new place. By Hans Lundy and Malcolm Rolling of Yendor.
Agha Shahi took me on my first quick field trip, to the new girl's school. I couldn't stop smiling at this little girl. She was standing alone looking up at the white board when I arrived at her classroom door.
Sabes bien que fui yo quien tomo tu mano, sabes bien que mi amor, es mas real que yo, y la luz de tu voz nunca se apagara y el final de este amor, no tiene que llegar.
I have very little recollection of taking this photo and I am not really sure what it is...it was just sat there in the street on my way home from the pub (I think...that fact the photo is blurry makes me more even more convinced I must have been drunk)
pienso en mis errores, y en aquellos vicios, que aun estan en mi y mirame, ves que en el fondo no todo es tan perfecto, y creeme que todo lo que dije esa noche cuando estabamos hablando era verdad, todo era verdad.
me enamore de ti buscando el cielo y desperte agarrada a la ilusion ahora eres ceniza de mis sueños porque al final los sueños, sueños son. quiero esconderme en ti, ver que todo paso, quiero decirte adios, fuiste mi amor.
Image from 'Personal Recollections and Observations of General Nelson A. Miles, embracing a brief view of the civil war ... and the story of his Indian campaigns ... Copiously illustrated ... by F. Remington, etc', 002491871
Author: MILES, Nelson Appleton.
Page: 388
Year: 1896
Place: Chicago
Publisher: Werner Co.
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