In light of those beautiful pictures by amazing artists, here are some sad attempts of me trying to reach their level... unsuccessfully. I made them small, just click to see a larger version.
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We are as ephemeral as snow in the summer, here for a moment and gone the next. But as ephemeral as all things are, here, in our writings, we become immortal.
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When IB exams finish, I'm lending you my tablet. My tiny tiny tablet.
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