We rowed under stars
and we rowed through the storms.
Now, as I fall down in the storm
I think of us under the stars
and it seems that every heavy thunderclap
is you, calling to me.
It’s blue, the sea is blue.



Julia Luftmann


02.09.1977 – 15.06.2018

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My dear readers, I live in Manchester, England and would like to share my thoughts of significant people, places and events in my life through this blog. I'm growing old disgracefully in my 74th year, living in a bubble of love blown by my precious friends and family and floating about like Johnnie McGory.

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