Young Youth Comments

Standing in the grass of the dew, I am on the path of the steady-flowing black bird, full moon
All the light mixes with the bright acidic kisses in the blue;
My extended mountain reaches from the islands to the glorious path of the earth, the spirit, the ideal, the nature is involved in the other, which is erased in the moment
In silence, memories of the past are today in a cloud of wondering clouds; Amal manifestation
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