We Must Burn
We are artists. We are rivers undulating towards an unknown and unseen ocean. We are droplets of water caressing the rocks that shape our passage to the sea We are the song of nature that is writing itself as it goes along. A different chorus for every day. We are the splashes of life- evaporating into each other. In a restless tumble to the sea.
Written by fungaijames on September 19th, 2003 with 1 comment.
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Unofungei? Unoitei? I capture the stories that often escape the lenses of big media. I record the life of a pregnant nation. This is a door into the country that I love. These are my thoughts. These are my memories... 
