Pa kaj če pišem 2016

Heart .

The heart. So easily broken apart. Pieces fly far, some lost in love – in war.

The heart is never full again. But all hope is never lost. There is a way to stop the pain. The cure is what it wants the most – the one, true love. Not now, not here, but there is light. There will be more. The heart will break, it may, But it will be whole again one day .

Besedilo: Žan Zrimšek, 4. E Fotografija: Kaja Šoštarec, 4. A

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