Remember my dream that I was painting or drawing flowers on walls and places where people stare at when sad or when drowned with thoughts that would not leave them?
Here is something I discovered today while I was looking for something to inspire me. Indeed, our thoughts can change the world, and our words can move it but our heart can make a thought and a word create a beautiful result. Let me show you the bus stops in Belarus here.
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