hello stranger...


No moral I’ve got,
my heart is an antique where I collect my trophies.
Wisdom I’ve got, (suuuuure......)
my head is full of northern winds they blow strong
and so it seems
that road, that’s ahead of me, prepared places I must see.

S.

...I am changing, my Life is changing, my Works are changing, so what u are about too see here are caged little moments of my never-ending changes
"she better cut her laces..." A3 - black ink
1.11.2007

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