As I wander from place to place with nowhere and everywhere to call my home, I watch the birds and this mystery that we call life move around me all day everyday. When the night falls I'm searching, until I realize that I have no home...the city is my home.
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max d'cruz 30 Mar 2006
very meaningfulLara Falcone 22 Mar 2006
Excellent shot and text Genea, emotive! Well done.