Originally uploaded by seni1977.
When my steps are lost in the fog, when, uncertain, they encounter and they drag trying to reconnoiter the terrain When my blinded eyes, do not find a center, Then my hands will estimate the air looking for you Will be the light of your eyes and the sound of your voice those that guide me?

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