Books give a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything
In a field of tulips she is a wildflower
Allow yourself to grow in all the places people thought you never would
Always believe that something magical is about to happen
Nightmare before Christmas
Creativity is nothing but a mind set free
It might be stormy now, but it can‘t rain forever
Into the wild I go, loosing my way, finding my soul
