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Published: 2007-04-12 10:22:20 +0000 UTC; Views: 3132; Favourites: 236; Downloads: 42
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There’s a place for usSomewhere a place for us
Peace and quiet and open air
Wait for us
Somewhere
There’s a time for us
Someday a time for us
Time together with time to spare
Time to learn
Time to care
Someday, somewhere
We’ll find a new way of living
We’ll find a way of forgiving
Somewhere
This photo was born thinking about one of the best person I have the lucky to meet on my road.
it is for you =Manu-80 cause I know you'll find your way... somewhere
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it's amasing ..
i loved that photo very much ...
really nice work
keep it up
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u're welcome - i guess-
shine darkstar
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everywhere this dark athmosphere 
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can't believe i hadn't fav'd this. this is your element. your dreamy dark vision that only tells as much of the story as you wish to tell!!!
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I'm happy everytime I read your deep comments
thank you
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you are welcome. it isn't always easy to come up with a comment that suits the photo, but you know what i think of this type of your work. it is superlative. a style you need to continue and explore!
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I'll do
today a friend of mine that I didn't know was interested inphotography showed me his site...
a discover of a great talent for me
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luca posted on al. speaking of lensbaby and such.
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menomale che sei tornato vah
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anche questa volta sono stata tradita dalla connessione e sapevo che mi stavo perdendo capolavori come questo..
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as usual many many thanks
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don't mention it!!
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Cosa dire di più che non sia già stato detto ?
Ah si ... questa poesia
Heureux qui, comme Ulysse, a fait un beau voyage
Ou comme celui-là qui conquit la Toison,
Et puis est retourné plein d'usage et raison,
Vivre entre ses parents le reste de son âge!
Quand reverrai-je, hélas, de mon petit village
Fumer la cheminée, et en quelle saison
Reverrai-je le clos de ma pauvre maison,
Qui m'est une province et beaucoup davantage?
Plus me plaît le séjour qu'ont bâti mes aïeux,
Que des palais romains le front audacieux,
Plus que le marbre dur me plaît l'ardoise fine.
Plus mon Loire gaulois que le Tibre latin,
Plus mon petit Liré que le mont Palatin,
Et plus que l'air marin la douceur angevine.
Joachim du Bellay (1522-1560)
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il francese nn lo conosco
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Ti faro la traduzione questa sera
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assolutamente grazie bimbo belliccimo
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