To the other side,
Where the skies are bluer,
Not everyone needs a guide,
Though I wish mine would come sooner.
I can't stand to be where I am,
Where the skies always gray,
And no one here seems to give a damn,
If I've lost my way.
One of the many bridges in Turin over the Po. I don't know its name though...
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Arrgh!!! Am so disappointed on how the photos here look on blogger. They somehow look better on my desktop. Sorry for the bad potatoes...I mean bad photos.
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