Just a game

When the roses forget to breathe,

Then they sleep soundly and dream pink dreams.

They do not notice anything.

Only the wind blows out their candles,

As a reminder of their little tender souls.

Everything is just a game.


Photography: Nalie β˜† IG: @dream.dimension

Model: Anna

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