Moyu Aoki

untitled no.7

I walk days in hurry and slowly.
Hurray, hurray.

Comments3

  • dusk arising

    The zen of footsteps finds its own pace.

  • Neville


    and we follow
    .... but slowly
    ........ though smiling
    ..................

  • The Uneducated O.A.P

    So do I, depending on arthritis



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