Mina drömmars balkong

painted my own balcony today. There I sat so happy, surrounded by flowers and birdsong. On my balcony there were no lies, no sorrow, no wars. For a little while. But soon the painting was finished. Far too soon. And then all the lies, sorrows and wars came back.

Mina drömmars balkong. Akvarellskiss.


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