Every time the moon is out like a glowing bulb, it makes me feel very small. Not insignificant, but a bit modest with the distances above me, with that "endless" Universe and nowhere does it have such an influence on me like in Lesvos, even if it is the same moon I am looking at, wherever it appears...
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| Vafios, like a string of emeralds |
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