Nobody on the road 
Nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
The summer's out of reach
Empty lake, empty streets
The sun goes down alone . . .
Those days are gone forever
I should just let them go but-
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Wish I was there . .
My passport is ready and I can be packed in minutes.
My passport is ready and I can be packed in minutes.
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- hexe
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5 comments:
What a wonderful way to document the poem - your such a great photographer!
This is simply beautiful .... I wished I was right there, could need some warmth in my cold bones.
Renny and Merisi - Thank you, but I sometimes have a hard time seeing the beauty when it is so stifling. I'm sure I'll miss it after a real winter or two :)
Gorgeous post.
I know that it is humid, hot, and muggy, but seeing those pics of Florida make me sooooo homesick!
Nice pics!!! =o)
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