Visual Essay on the mysteries of crying for The Lily.
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my mami taught me to do not cry.
I grew up, breathing deep when I wanted to cry ... untill a day, that I became a river, a cloud, a.fall!
and no breathe could stop me from raining.
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my mami taught me to do not cry.
I grew up, breathing deep when I wanted to cry ... untill a day, that I became a river, a cloud, a.fall!
and no breathe could stop me from raining.
I'm a happier seasonal cloud since then.
thanks for sharing, I loved your art work
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