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Butterflies in my stomach
I need more space
Light up
Anya's eyes
Into the deep
Last flight
Moon thief
Moon bite
Off the tide
Foxes
I scream for ice cream
Fruits
Nesting
Dear Deer
Dear Deer
The Last Unicorn
The Last Unicorn
Under my skin
Waiting for the spring
Winter Wonderland❄️
Sugar
Wanderlust
Paint me
The Artist
Yarn
Thumbelina
Thumbelina
Plug in
Piece of my heart
Dandelion wine
Pandora's box
We're simply meant to be
Swamped
I scream
Rainy day
Tea party
My moon
Lavender nocturne
Lavender nocturne
Octopus
Coloring
Winter Symphony
Moth
Moth
Autumn Jazz
Fallen
Fallen
Rose
Sleeping beauty
Wonderland
Wonderland
Flame
Dear deer
Paint me
Butterflies in my stomach
I need more spaceI need more space. "As we got farther and farther away it diminished in size. Finally, it shrank to the size of a marble, the most beautiful marble you can imagine. That beautiful, warm, living object looked so fragile, so delicate, that if you touched it with a finger it would crumble and fall apart. Seeing this has to change a man..." – James Irwin, Apollo 15 All my life I've been fascinated by the wonders and the mysteries of the universe. You can only start trying to comprehend it. The outer space is deep and mysterious. But also dark, empty and hostile. No matter how much it can captivate us and make us want to explore the stars, no matter how soon we might be forced to leave the Earth in search of "more space", everything and everyone you ever knew is on this little blue marble we call home.
Light up
Anya's eyes
Into the deep
Last flight
Moon thief
Moon bite
Off the tide
Foxes
I scream for ice cream
Fruits
Nesting
Dear Deer
Dear Deer
The Last Unicorn
The Last Unicorn
Under my skinHow many times we have been judged by our appearance, our clothes, our hair, our skin color? How much time do we spend perfecting outer layers of our bodies? We are so much more than just what's on the outside. What's inside is more interesting, complicated and extraordinary. What if we could peel off all those layers and show our true nature? What if we could peel off the layers and all look the same or all completely different? What if we could peel all those layers and finally be free and be judged by what's under our skin? I'd like to think that under the skin there lives a creature with its own reality, its dreams and its story. And I'd like to think that mine is blue:)
Waiting for the spring
Winter Wonderland❄️
Sugar
Wanderlust
Paint me
The Artist
Yarn
Thumbelina
Thumbelina
Plug in
Piece of my heart
Dandelion wine
Pandora's box
We're simply meant to be
Swamped
I scream
Rainy day
Tea party
My moon
Lavender nocturne
Lavender nocturne
Octopus
Coloring
Winter Symphony
Moth
Moth
Autumn Jazz
Fallen
Fallen
Rose
Sleeping beauty
Wonderland
Wonderland
Flame
Dear deer
Paint me
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