Now, I'm on a train from Gothenburg back to Stockholm, there is everlasting blue skies everywhere, summer. The time of grey skies is over. LET YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE.
Monday, July 14, 2008
EXCERPT: A postcard.
Now, I'm on a train from Gothenburg back to Stockholm, there is everlasting blue skies everywhere, summer. The time of grey skies is over. LET YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE.
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