There is something behind each one, someone's life, someone's world, someone's home, someone's work... someone hates it in there, others love it. Someone can't wait to leave, another can't wait to return. They eat, they sleep, they make love, they pray, they cry, they grow, they die. All behind these doors:
Absolutely fabulous collection of entrance ways ...
ReplyDeleteYou have certainly an eye for beauty!
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