Still, in search this year to find my Christmas spirit, I came across an oldie I had all forgotten about. The short film, now 75 years old made me smile. The little girl inside me will never die. Eyes wide open, watching the same way others might watch an action movie. I can’t help it. I have grown older, I have grown up, but part of me will stay a youngster forever.
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I Love The Broken Ones…Too
The more pictures I take, the more am I surprised by my taste. Is it even a taste if you like things that are broken, or does it mirror my character, because in real life I fight frantically for the underdog, the broken ones, the forgotten, the minorities, the overlooked, the misjudged.
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Glass Woman
Born fragile
Not able to walk
The head broke first
A small piece fell off Continue reading
Sticks and stones break only bones
The heart will lie for its own happiness,
if true or false, only when the soul is at peace
that’s when the heart is truly happy.
The happy Quitter! 