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A man I met during my trip in Tunisia a few months ago.
He was waiting peacefully in the sand (full of seaweed).
Although I took this picture in winter, the light was really
strong, the sea behind was quite and the sand very white.
See this photo on white
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Some other photo portraits: Just Come Along
A poem by Peter S. Quinn
We are all with different roots
Needing time to grow on
In the night there are beauts
A strayed ways lonesome spawn
Feelings that come and go
Moving the shadows again
Flowers on hills and snow
Dark sighted unknown guardsmen
Desperate ways feeling so alone
You and I - needing it all
Breezing of thoughts pebble and stone
What comes to you in this call?
Never be again without a guide
Medicine is in its bags
Some is gone river have dried
What are left are only its tags
Be what you stand always for
Riding the dales and the hills
Destiny knows if there's more
Pattern and structure out of it twills
Going on never to despair
Waiting and moving destiny
Nothing is ever reasonable fair
Just come along and ride with me