As cliché as it sounds; already many times chewed and spat out statment that is; yet here I'm using it again: everything inspires me. Every single little thing that would normally be unseen by others, plants its own seed in the evergrowing imagination garden in my mind. A colorful bird on an electricity wire; a wrinkled man in the subway; a dream that haunts me; starless sky or a shining Moon; elders holding hands; summer rains; passionate kisses. Every stone and every river has its own story that urges to be written; to be told and remembered. People are inspiring; for there are not two same human beings in the world; not entirely. The world itself is inspiring; we just have to look at it in the right way. 752Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8xQgI6nkJy
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