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Wanderlust Dreams



She is broken. She is lost. She doesn't know where to go. She found herself dreaming. Trying to get away from sadness.. trying to live.. Walking barefoot on sand while her long black hair is dancing in the wind. She's thinking.. "Where to?" said her broken heart. Thumping.. beating.. pulsing.. she suddenly felt the urge to go and be free without worries. She then stopped. Her warm feet started walking slowly toward a much clearer path. The lost princess has started to discover.. what wanderlust dreams are made of. Aurora Collado Nurse, Riyadh Saudi Arabia


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