I'm quite HAPPY to be HERE; but I don't search POLLY, JEAN or the LIGHT LIME.
I gaze at OTHERS lives and MY heart's in THERE.
The TREE is huge but I'm HUGER.
But in THE meantime; I smell the SCENT of the LIMES and I'm merely an OBSERVER.
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Images and ideas : Rodrigo Oliveira
Words and ideas : Manuel Espirito Santo
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