My fingers are playing with colors, my thoughts are flying in colors, every day is a color, we hear colors, we talk in colors, we smell colors, we dance in colors.
I am a color. You are a different one, but with the same brightness.
I am a color. You are a different one, but with the same brightness.
3 comments:
I remember your voice... after all these years... funny thing - memory...
nice colors by the way... in the middle of the gray
Thanks! Indeed, memory is a funny thing and interesting how makes you remember my voice :).
PS: what does n°5 stand for?
picked randomly - just to be different from other anonymous
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