‘I wish to have a place where I can rest my mind, hand in hand, with my soul. There, my words will pour out of my mouth and gently fall on the cold floor. I wish to be in a place where all that is green walks into my soul and wraps it with the pure beauty of its own.

Then I will rest even more in the warmth of  the wooden walls, grab a new pair of socks and let myself fall from high above right into the middle of my other thoughts. Now I feel, I am ready to go. ‘
  

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