As I walked across Aswan Island for two days, I never stopped crossing this old man, a week later, I went back, again saw him, but seemed to me tiered of walking. Old and Tiered, shadows of death are ahead of him, yet he is still into the lights.
very nice moment , i can feel the mean and i like the lights may be he is still in to the light but i can c too that the dark side is bigger than the light side , but thats the true of our life , nice work , bye the way it was great to c you tonight in the opera exhibition, c u soon ,
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