Stranger

Oradour-sur-Glane
Oradour-sur-Glane
Oradour-sur-Glane
Oradour-sur-Glane

In the beginning there was a shadow … ;

The shadow whispered and stepped in a journey so as it could play the music of its soul .

It walked everywhere ,gazing upon everything ;to any thing which existed .

The ray of its glance was changed into the color of its imagination .

It made the colors move .it ignored them .the existance rose as a floating flag under its Foot steps .

All things became as an imagination entirely ,farther than the shadow spreading on it.

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