butterfly
Sometimes when it is overcast outside and gloomy in my soul, want to escape mentally to a place where the sun shines gently, where filled with all sorts of bird...
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Sometimes when it is overcast outside and gloomy in my soul, want to escape mentally to a place where the sun shines gently, where filled with all sorts of birds, from flower to flower fly white-winged butterflies. Closing his eyes from the sun, running through the grass barefoot to meet the warm wind, something light and bright... anything not to think, only a ringing in my ears and dizzy from the heady aroma of meadow flowers, like a long time ago, in the carefree summer days of childhood.
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Jun, 2017Views
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