In this even more chaotic world I notice that I still miss those hiding places of the childhood, in which - even when being afraid - I felt safe.
Moods of forests and shed attics, where pains and fears of childhood changes in to scull of squirrel, to bottle that is sank in moss or to ryeflower. I want to share those moments.
I feel the necessity of silence and thoughts, the innocence that gives comfort and strenght to be able to love.
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