26 Ocak 2014 Pazar

My Blue Striped Scarf

The collapse of a dream, the first moment of my acceptance of giving up, the harsh feeling of never going back home again. All sad.
One dream in mind: To reach Serene Sea. Nothing compares to that dream -- the last hope before falling -- a hand wen everybody's gone -- disapparence of the darkness -- and exciment of feeling inspired again.
As she reconciles with her memories, she is given her lost future back.
Learning about nature from his mother, a child smiles. As he does, trees blossom and spring comes.

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