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Pour mes fellow students.
Glass of Space
(Karina Eibatova)
Ils pourront couper toutes les fleurs, mais ils ne pourront pas arrêter le printemps.
(Dessin : Superphazed)
Strong Women.
May we know them. May we raise them. May we be them.
(Pic : Galieote)
Three things cannot be long hidden :
The Sun
The Moon
The Truth
Buddha.
Minerals.
By Karina Eibatova
(Painting : Unknown)
(Drawing : Julia Petrova)
“Still, the longer I was around her, the more I could see the colors of her mind and the recesses of her heart. There was a beast in there. But there was also a girl who was afraid of being a beast, and who wondered if other people had beasts in their hearts too. There was strength, and there was also just the determination to look strong. She guarded herself like a secret.”
— Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily
Nothing to add.
You made flowers grow in my lungs and although they’re beautiful,
I can’t breathe.
(Portrait : Georgia Theologou)
She loved mysteries so much she became one.
(Pic : Julia Petrova)
"It was there they shared their first sunrise and their first sunset." _The Little Prince
(Amazing and poetic work, by James R Eads )
Green Light.
Mixed Messages
The questions you had never asked
were the things you were afraid to know;
everything that has come to pass,
you’ve made them all up on your own.
There are many words you never said,
that others dreamed you someday would;
each of us for all our days--
will live our lives misunderstood.
L. Leav
(Pic : Mundy)