view.
maggie. maria. jag.
en efter en kommer vi lämna utsiktsplatsen.
livet går på utan stopp. men NYC fortsätter vara kvar inom oss.
As the stronger breeze from hudson grabs me
It reminds me about all our memories.
Nothing can knock me down and at the same time give me new strength
like the spirits from the water that separate the two parts of my life.
SF
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