Panos Mirmigidis

Through Fire and Life

Dreams enamour every little spark of our unfulfilled life. Only in that way could one possibly characterise a strand of thought struggling to take root under an arid and cruel sun. I LOVED MY DREAMS.

I am enchanted every moment that I can gaze at that light, the light of the dream, that manages to shine through to the soul and one that has been adored by its whole shadow that looks kaleidoscopic, rioting amidst lush blue rhythms. I LOVED MY DREAMS.
23 printed pages
Original publication



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