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It was cold, winter morning.
It was cold, winter morning. I observed through the window how she got out of the cab. I opened the door and for the first time I saw her gentle eyesight - eyes cold as they were a frozen ocean. Then I allowed her sleepy body to lay down on my bed.
Through the lens I followed her sad dreams. I can`t speak to You with words yet, so allow...
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Uploaded on Feb 9, 2012
It was cold, winter morning. I observed through the window how she got out of the cab. I opened the door and for the first time I saw her gentle eyesight - eyes cold as they were a frozen ocean. Then I allowed her sleepy body to lay down on my bed.
Through the lens I followed her sad dreams. I can`t speak to You with words yet, so allow...
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Uploaded on Feb 9, 2012
It was cold, winter morning. I observed through the window how she got out of the cab. I opened the door and for the first time I saw her gentle eyesight - eyes cold as they were a frozen ocean. Then I allowed her sleepy body to lay down on my bed.
Through the lens I followed her sad dreams. I can`t speak to You with words yet, so allow...
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Uploaded on Feb 9, 2012
It was cold, winter morning. I observed through the window how she got out of the cab. I opened the door and for the first time I saw her gentle eyesight - eyes cold as they were a frozen ocean. Then I allowed her sleepy body to lay down on my bed.
Through the lens I followed her sad dreams. I can`t speak to You with words yet, so allow...
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Uploaded on Feb 9, 2012
It was cold, winter morning. I observed through the window how she got out of the cab. I opened the door and for the first time I saw her gentle eyesight - eyes cold as they were a frozen ocean. Then I allowed her sleepy body to lay down on my bed.
Through the lens I followed her sad dreams. I can`t speak to You with words yet, so allow...
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Uploaded on Feb 9, 2012
She doesn't sleep. Darkness pulls her body slowly into itself. Her spirit wake beside her: looking as darkness give her lesson about death.
Fairy tale about a girl who didn't have to be afraid of night anymore - for many years deers comes to her dreams and warm her body from the inside.
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Uploaded on Jan 22, 2012
the girl in whose house birds were winter-sleeping
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Uploaded on Jan 14, 2012
little girl in the snow
first signs of winter
hearts hunger
sorry, i had to add this photo again after deleting it by mistake. facebook / blogspot / tumblr / deviantart
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Uploaded on Dec 24, 2011
dark-room
little girl with her owl
winter bird
memories of last winter. more in comments. facebook / blogspot / tumblr / deviantart
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Uploaded on Nov 16, 2011
little lady
