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Sharing perceptions #3

YOUR COMMENTS
Nebel. Zeit.
Ich verschwinde.
Und träume – von dir, von mir.
Fog. Time.
I disappear.
And dream – of you, of me.

YOUR COMMENTS
Ein Fischer kehrt am Morgen zurück.
A fisherman returns in the morning.

YOUR COMMENTS
I also see a boat. I think the picture shows an ancient Roman boat sailing upstream on the Danube. I can feel the moisture in the air and smell the mud along the still wild river. I can see the tree trunks on the riverbank. Is it the sun breaking through the dust? Or is it the power of the Roman Empire with all its turmoil that can be seen behind the barge?

YOUR COMMENTS
It feels like ice to me. Dont know why.
Especially, when I turn it to the right.
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