Painting by Lee Price
A bath of silence
I forget the world and all
The toxic people.
I flee away in solitude,
This is my fountain of youth.
Fountain
23 Tuesday Feb 2016
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A hot bath is luxury for the soul and body.
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It was there, many years ago, where I learned to ‘cherish’ my solitude.
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Una rinascita….
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Remember to come up for air! 🙂
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A nice bath can cure a lot of troubles!
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