Είναι σαν να μετράω άστρα ώστε να με πάρει το όνειρο, μετράω ,είναι μακριά και είναι τόσο κοντά. Είναι η αναπνοή μου, η πνοή μου, ίδια η ζωή μου, αυτή η κυνηγημένη. Ζωή αστραφτερή, πολύχρωμη στην λάμψη των άστρων ......
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A Woman from Ashes
Like today, on November 20, 2016, I traveled to New York City. I received a visa on the occasion of the issuance of my first book, which was...
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