I knew he was there from the beginning. He was like a masterpiece – unreachable, untouchable and so far away, but not in spatial way. He knew my dreams, he followed my ideas and he made me a believer. A foreigner, a stranger, a ghost. I told this ghost about my dreams and he followed my ideas. […]
Life Is Beautiful, My Child Life is beautiful, my child, Though many things go wrong, And you may hear much sadness in Its strange and lovely song. Though friends and loved ones die, my child, They’re never really gone. Nor more nor less than yesterday, In you they will live on. They will live on […]
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