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Time flies....... Time flies, suns rise and shadows fall and nighttime cautiously dresses itself in darkness. I've let time go by, many springs became winter and all the paper castles of my dreams were swept away. I yearn for long forgotten phrases, I hunger for sensations, the sharing of emotions, days of brilliant rainbows, soft melodic music capturing the soul, sunny afternoons and soft breezes undressing the daily burdens. I want to share the unspoken magic of gazing at shooting stars, the wonder of nature when seasons alter its colors, the clashing music of ocean waves. I long to share the soft cries of a guitar under a summer sky, chasing seagulls on a deserted beach, ice-cream cones in the middle of winter and crinkling autumn leaves beneath my boots. But without someone special to appreciate this, it all becomes so insignificant, distorted. For what is an artist without fantasy, what is a blue sky without the sun? |
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