“I have no more roads to go,
No demons to kill.
I'm no longer afraid to dream,
To breathe, to create.
Feeling so light, as if you were floating,
As if I were flying...” ☁️
But all this will never happen…
These clouds are just smoke.
08/12
“I have no more roads to go,
No demons to kill.
I'm no longer afraid to dream,
To breathe, to create.
Feeling so light, as if you were floating,
As if I were flying...” ☁️
But all this will never happen…
These clouds are just smoke.
08/12
