Day 987, by those who are not. Day's pictures, Poetry When my world was the Christmas tree, and the three wise men cast their shadows, I was truly free. Shielded from the world by those who are not. Nochrisis Toen mijn wereld de kerstboom was, en de drie wijze mannen hun schaduw wierpen, toen was ik echt vrij. Afgeschermd van de wereld door degenen die dat niet zijn. Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related