Spaces inside my mind
- LETTURE 440
- Voti 30
- Parti 19
Mo, a 14 years old common human finds herself amidst and lost in her thoughts where just like before, had her striving for death. It's not a mental illness to want to crave peace, it's general desire to yearn for the new beginning. Nature is a whole new level of fine-art system that can never be defined by just pure explanations in books and words of human beings;
It's a flight to the Never lands that would eternally continue on unaffected by time.
Note: All pictures used aren't my own creations. Credits to original creators.
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