a humble wish
Tonight I wish I were there. Walking from the Port to Ν.Ο.Θ. and then up to my silent flat.
I think that nostalgia came along with the texts.
Or the approaching opening of the International Film Festival.
Although most of my favorite cinemas have become super markets or parking lots.
Before and meanwhile...
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I still having those flash back feelings of the port and of walking back home... Instead of huge supermarkets and parking lots... yet I think I am getting pretty very well adjusted to my life ... Majd
instead, yet, despite all that, even though,...
I know my dear how it goes the plot of the story. And I am just thankful for some rectifying dreams.
αχ Βασίλη,
κι εγώ το φεστιβάλ σκέφτομαι αυτές τις μέρες
κι εκείνο το φως του Νοέμβρη σαν βγαίνεις απ το σινεμά τυλιγμένος με κάτι για ν΄αντιμετωπίσεις τη μέσα και τη γύρω υγρασία
Χαιρετώ σε
ναι καλή μου,
εκείνη η ψιλή ψιλή βροχή του Νοεμβρίου που κάθεται πάνω στο πουλόβερ μου σαν ευλογία του κανενός τοις πάσιν.
Nostalgia !!!
I did not read, I did not see before ...
can i feel on the other hand!!
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