Your dying is my dying. In you I exist—to live or not.

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8 thoughts on “Your dying is my dying. In you I exist—to live or not.

      • Oh my cold dusty cottage…and my dear old Tyson… Anyway, you didn’t miss much 😉 I feel my life is just now starting to get exciting again. We are momentarily separated but you know how it is, if we want something bad enough, we will make it happen!

  1. Powerful poetry ~ matches your title so well, and then there is the photography, stunning as usual. The way you make it all play together is a talent. Of course the best shot is the last one 🙂
    Have a great week!

    • Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught, is captured forever… it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.
      I completely ignore what you say about my picture… too shy for compliments. (canaglia!!!:::)!!!!::))) 🙂
      Thank you for the visit, and wish you a wonderful week, too.

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