The warmth of your hands.

The warmth of your hands.

This will be an endless walk, but don’t be afraid..the dream only looks cold…give me your hand, you will get to know everything on the way..also, how we got here..someone had to start dreaming first, right? A place nameless until yesterday..the only familiar place from now on…the thought that we will be here forever is always what powers a new infinity. You can finally close your eyes without fear of the fact that this sight has only one life.

 

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