Dependence



That's my daughter: she climbed the stairs and, arrived at the top, she called me: "daddy, c'mon". She was so small in the middle of those buildings! She is so small compared to the greatness of life. She is so small... and i've felt that her calling me is the only form of dependence that i love. via http://500px.com/photo/85894429

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