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once upon a time, i wanted to know what love was. love is there if you want it to be. you just have to see that it's wrapped in beauty and hidden away in between the seconds of your life. if you don't stop for a minute, you might miss it.


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Today, I propose you to travel into me.
Then, I wish you to travel alone.
And, at the end… tell me your story.

[The ‘game’ is quite simple… i'm just catching (mine-your) imagination.
I’ll catch an image and then I'll translate you, in words, what it makes me feel (or just the other way).
But I wonder what you’ll be thinking of, when you see them?
What you're feeling… because, after all, it is only my point of view, just words of mine.
I wonder where you’ll be traveling with them and it would be perfect if you could bring something back into me.
I wonder if you-we can?]

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