Presence

— he was on an expedition, we were just strolling in the woods

— he sat, while looking straight into his future

— the three bronze ladies made the right gestures, but had some cheeky thoughts

— In a grey and rainy world she chose the color of passion and walked the road to nowhere

— they called it devotion, she called it shackled

— she came for the flowers, stayed for the meadow

— dragged along on someone else's adventure, making it her own

— she didn't need GPS, only some mud, a smile and a jerrycan

— bringing splashes of colour and happiness into the world

— one moment in time, but always together

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