untitled poem nr. 4
What is the smell of the cold air of the morning? What memories does it bring? What thoughts? 

Series of untitled poems by me - sit back, relax and enjoy it!

Written by: Hares Pascoal
Shot and edit by: Hares Pascoal
Soundtrack: "Indigo Moon", by Daniel Birch


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