Harmonious choice.

Someone standing on the edge of the spring.


….holding something in her hand.  

Sound of flowing water filling the space between leaves.

Sun rays falling directly on her stand.

She seems to be contemplating the dancing diamond drops 

Hitting the cold stones with increased vital speed.

“I thought I could clean it and keep it with me…it seemed 

a rational choice…to keep as memory.


In a new world there is no space left for this…


 A mask taken by the current.


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