La Tristesse de l'Automne

The air is so cold that I shiver.

The silence is so suffocating that I feel dizzy.


It's a dilemma where the borders of love, attachment and freedom have become blurred,

Where joy and pain seem inseparable.


There is a thin line between fighting for something special and clinging to a lost dream.

How do you know on which side of the line you are standing?


(Photos: Tanja Schomann)

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