One adventure
You hold dreams on one hand, and the aura of the soul on the other hand.
Riding the windows, and the strings of light.
She practices escaping and returning, stealing her colors from all inanimate objects, breathing life into them, drawing her passion on walls, paper, and street sidewalks, then turning them into something that can be written, and worthy of reading and your precious time.
She is the champion of always late classes, not out of laziness, but for a long hour of contemplation.
The details are furnished like puzzle pieces with a distinct pleasure. For an hour of astonishment that extends for a long time without stopping.. You sink into it to the point that you will never come back again.
A woman whose fantasies never end, even in the waking hour. A very strong woman who was able to practice her hobby hidden in her busy head Originally from the eyes of passers-by and the obscurity of traditions... from all the mouths that sometimes speak unconsciously...
That woman who always escapes from the noise, and creates windows with light and arms out of paper!
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