Imprints to me are not just sunshine and warmth and that stark light from the sun. They are more like my moods, going up and down when approaching something new in time. Dark clouds with a string of hope, shining windows reflecting light, a quiet alley, a sleeping estiatorion, with reminders of laughters in the past, to be replaced by new ones, when that time will come. Lesvos has all the dramas I need to have and the peace to lighten them up a bit....
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