When I'am alone I'm thinking about clouds on the sky. I draw in my mind flowers on the meadow... And I believe that our world doesn't have to be black-white. Maybe I make a mistake. Maybe I am only tiny girl. Maybe I'm nothing. But I feel I can do something for population... for world... for myself. But you don't take it personally, because it what I write on this virtual diary is for my sensitive soul.

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