on life, music etc beyond mainstream

2017 22 Mai


von: Michael Engelbrecht Filed under: Blog | TB | Comments off



One of the power spots of childhood days. Nothing has ever been happening here. This bridge saw me breathing hard when I was a long distance runner, only seven years on the planet, later on we climbed down to the rails. The bridge was a place of comfort, even on Sundays. At every age I returned once in a while, I collected different kinds of sky blue skies and clouds with Latin names. I even collected different kinds of emptiness.


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