FILLING EMPTY MORNINGS IN SOLAHNU
October 17th 2013 These days are slipping right through my hands
These days turn out nothing like I had planned
Powderfinger “These Days”
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in
Leonard Cohen “Anthem”
I am living in a beautiful space (a house) on the outskirts of a village called Solahnu (popu
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