After some days of turbulence, I am back to my art. Life would be more difficult if I didn't have my dreamy moments. It keeps me sane as well as my poetry does. But how boring life would be if we didn't go through some tests. Aren't we puppets in fate's hands? Sometimes I catch myself thinking about free will. Does it really exist? Well I don't know. Sometimes I wish I had wings to fly away but our problems sit and wait for us. Living nowadays no matter where you are is a hard mission. But life goes on and we have to embrace ourselves, listen to our heartbeat and survive.
Have a magical day, my lovelies!
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