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ArtistWe knock on other people's doors without success, while someone spends the night under ours. + We just hung on our cloud of lightness and inner light coming from our eyes, enjoying the magic of what we were, being nearby, hovering somewhere above the sea + Enhance + Wonderland + Whimsical + And this is where I think we begin to understand the magic. We are born to sing like birds, read cloud patterns and see destiny in a grain of sand. (Hill of one tree)
knock on other people's doors