Oblivious
That’s how I am. When I want to think, I look. When I want to descend into my soul, I suddenly freeze, oblivious, at the top of the long spiral staircase, looking through the upper-storey window at the sun that bathes the sprawling mass of rooftops in a tawny farewell.
(Fernando Pessoa)
Vintage EF macro lens.
fotoGrafica 10/08/2018 9:22
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