Love is a springtime plant that perfumes everything with its essence, even the ruins to which it clings.
Aesthetics
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In the morning you plunge into the deepest dreams. To Imbolc, the world is covered with the thickest snows. The…
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Magic begins where there is a desire to know more and feel deeper, creating your own world from images and…
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The witch looks into the distance with hope – there, behind the darkness, cold and endless snow, summer sleeps. Today…
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And this does not mean at all that someone is right and someone is wrong: after all, each of us…
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Everyone has their own reserved forest inside. There, new, tender sprouts of feelings and expectations reach for the sky, there…
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