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| image Carlos Tonda |
In my life there is another
protected from the outside by a blown glass by fear,
only forest and live and understand what they can
out of fear within the
most beautiful thing in me.
In the woods I have in me you can always experience something new, the light filtering through the leaves of trees moved by the wind, the smell of a tree torn by lightning the night before, the touch of morning dew invading my skin, the millions sound, every day different, they give you that live in my forest ...
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