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We go through Earth, Water, Fire and we rise again into the Air with wings made of light.

We are born again, like the Phoenix bird, greater, wiser, stronger.

 

You hide behind armor, the wounds are covered with scars of silver chains with blue glitter.

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I’d love to see that when my jewelries are worn, the day becomes beautiful and the world a brighter place

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The Dream

An anchor in hard times, a ray of light in dark days.

A bridge between the difficult present and a possible future.

It gives us hope, it makes us confident when reality overwhelms us sometimes.

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