Friday, June 17, 2016

In the Out Door



Do not believe,
Just Be-Live, Do
Not exist
Just to exit.



















Image By Rosser1954 (Own work) [Public domain], taken 2/21/10 via Wikimedia Commons, Dalmore House front door. 
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