We went to visit Nils Ferlin at his parkbench in Filipstad. I love his poetry even though it´s sad. This is my favourite. I can´t translate it but it´s about this poet that has sold out his tounge and fighing the lack of inspiration. Or something like that...
Hej, kul att du gillar min blogg! Vilka fina foton du har här. Härlig blandning!
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