the girl soul

3 January

black-wolves:

Waldundwiesenlandschaft (by Markus Moning)

Waldundwiesenlandschaft (by Markus Moning)

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i breathe like the end, each day is a drop granted from life, i realize a world i try to explain, but i can never dream of capturing it in its entirety for i know that i am too weak for that discovery and if life were short for me than what i expect, then so be it. weather may change, time shall run away and i shall fade to death, yet i try as i suffer through the lands of fantasy, walking miles across mountains and rivers, to gift you a drop of the dream i see in my heart, in the form of poems, images, and everything that will inspire you, i believe that this is the only thing i am here for. love to all.

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