Tag: blackandwhite

  • Echoes

    about something that lingering & lingering… When the child was a child,it didn’t know that it was a child,everything was soulful,and all souls were one. When the child was a child,it had no opinion about anything,had no habits,it often sat cross-legged,took off running,had a cowlick in its hair,and made no faces when photographed. When the…

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