Pieces of Paper
The horizon opens up; it is a dandelion running away from us. A thousand seeds spread through the cosmos...
Read MoreThe horizon opens up; it is a dandelion running away from us. A thousand seeds spread through the cosmos...
Read MoreLights in the cosmos. Rivers of passing clouds. Forest of constellations. Timeless lingering within. Ocean inhaling and exhaling. Breath,...
Read MoreI remember ancient seagulls singing why you should not to go any higher. They were hope in a time...
Read MoreDoodle as if it were a window to a faraway land. Doodling your worries away, magical spirits being painted...
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