Pull up a chair and relax. This is where I write, with my eyes. Stay as long as you like. You'll find me, where the wild roses grow ♥
of an idea
an easy labour
What a picture/poem/picture/poem one can’t live without the other, perfect!
Thank you Martin x
the electrical lines
and the fall
the Earth blooms too
and these moments
are the only things
we carry with us
Thank you Edward ♥
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