“Every fragile beauty, every perfect forgotten sentence,
you grieve their going away, but that is not how it is.
Where they come from never goes dry.
It is an always flowing spring.”
Visual Artist, Painter, Designer, Photographer, Dreamer, Somewhere, Makan, Where Art Leads ~ مكان
Art, Moments with Nature, Uncategorized
Abstract, colors, fragile, life, macro, nature, photography
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