Blowing everywhere it is~ Peace like a river Love like a mountain Joy like a fountain Healing spring of life The wind of your spirit Blowing everywhere~
Am enough of an artist to write/draw freely upon my imagination. Realities, no, visions are what I strive for. An archi student who lives in a period where borderlines are being transgressed in every field. Gosh, am I already in fourth year?
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