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i sang for actors in the name of "Hope"... |
few days ago, at the studio, i sang one song like a flying bird freely in the sky for actors that i believed long times.i suggested the song which they will sing by a performance next month.i imaged ... Posted by Risa on Thu, 16 Oct 2008 11:22:00 PST |
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i love the life......yes, and i find transparent door to my mind... |
...the engine tickles my ear by a cool sound. the road is silver gray. tears overflow from my eyes. tears ... you stream down my cheeks so that a small fairy pats the stone. scratch at my cheeks more.... Posted by Risa on Thu, 11 Sep 2008 02:11:00 PST |
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fMfÔ¢Înók Q~DhˆŠ'Mj... Posted by Risa on Wed, 10 Sep 2008 09:25:00 PST |
the face of autumn and mother-of-pearl work |
here is the theater which moon looks from the darkness.once i engraved on a white birch..."sing the bloom of the youth together....mon ami...".it was in a cool summer resort...i was young. i saw the ... Posted by Risa on Mon, 08 Sep 2008 01:03:00 PST |
Red as the passion, and Red like a jam |
such a design is planned for the present.and now, my prose grow up more beautifully than first style.i want to make it up by the end of this year.let's meet this when the season turns red and will be... Posted by Risa on Tue, 02 Sep 2008 10:17:00 PST |
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Äoø'LˆD ïëÄoa’=a... Posted by Risa on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 12:02:00 PST |
In A Grotta / Grotto |
When the act that dig something continue, I feel like being transparent.It doesn't disappear even if I said so...it is transparent, and I fix myself in a chair as existence like the chrysalis cover... Posted by Risa on Thu, 14 Aug 2008 09:46:00 PST |