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.We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake by an infinite expectation of the dawn.
The girl with love in her eyes and magical horns in her hair will be blowing out some candles soon
and she can´t help but feel she needs to be more in touch with her animal side this time.
Even when she feels like a little doe most of the time, afraid of the unknown but also anxious to grow up a little bit more than the day before,
she knows she needs to run wild, she can´t silence her howling side. The wolf inside her wants to growl non stop from dusk till dawn.
She wants this year to be sort of a spell, something enchanting, powerful where dreams and wishes collide
to show nothing but beauty in the universe constantly unfolding before her.
She wants unexpected adventures, midnight howls under the stars, new winds of hope blowing through her carnival dresses right into her soul,
the magical touch of the sun when the thoughts refuse to face the marmalade skies, the intense gleam of the wise moon
when she doubts to trust her instincts instead of her mind.
She is like the sweet heart of a deer but she needs the strength of a wolf to get by and feel alive.
I see glittery horns and loud howls pointing at the sky. That´s a good sign.
I feel good things are arising.
I´ll just let the sky whisper them directly into my wild heart.
.We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake by an infinite expectation of the dawn.
The girl with love in her eyes and magical horns in her hair will be blowing out some candles soon
and she can´t help but feel she needs to be more in touch with her animal side this time.
Even when she feels like a little doe most of the time, afraid of the unknown but also anxious to grow up a little bit more than the day before,
she knows she needs to run wild, she can´t silence her howling side. The wolf inside her wants to growl non stop from dusk till dawn.
She wants this year to be sort of a spell, something enchanting, powerful where dreams and wishes collide
to show nothing but beauty in the universe constantly unfolding before her.
She wants unexpected adventures, midnight howls under the stars, new winds of hope blowing through her carnival dresses right into her soul,
the magical touch of the sun when the thoughts refuse to face the marmalade skies, the intense gleam of the wise moon
when she doubts to trust her instincts instead of her mind.
She is like the sweet heart of a deer but she needs the strength of a wolf to get by and feel alive.
I see glittery horns and loud howls pointing at the sky. That´s a good sign.
I feel good things are arising.
I´ll just let the sky whisper them directly into my wild heart.
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