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- ...wandering without direction through the mists of solitude... - G.G.M
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Ella, Sri Lanka
Dismissed by some travel guidebooks as a small hill town with nothing much to do, Ella is the one place in Sri Lanka that I wanted to visi...
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- Habit of Poverty
- A Walk in the Rain
- Taming Demons
- A World of Their Own
- When Love Was New
- Love is Not Enough
- Silence
- I am a slacker.
- So Much Goes Unsaid
- Tired Muscles, Aching Feet and the Pilak Girls
Muffled Solitude by Angeli C. Picazo is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Unported License.
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2 comments:
How you know my favorite color is blue? Cold, very COLD BLUE!! ;)
you won't be cold, and i won't be blue any longer. soon. :)
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