Longing for my freedom.

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We have lost track of days and hours. Many days darkness comes and without realizing it a new day rises and we are still awake doing any activity, life has become a whirlwind with more than 30 days without leaving home.

Today, yesterday, I cannot distinguish which day I am on and my daughter has been drawn into this dynamic, and through drawing she loses herself in this reality that she has not yet fully understood.

It is an activity that I share with her, since the elaboration of her drawing begins I am with her, we are more united than ever.

I am going to share a drawing that I make ... no matter the day.

    

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I am truelovemon@truelovemon, Mileidy. Lover of nature and everything that inhabits it. Passionate about photography, not only a click is enoughj, it is to see beyond your eyes, it is to fill you with the hidden beauty in the simple.

It prevents Coronavirus.
Stay in 🏡 Facts not fear. 🙌 Clean. 💕 Open.

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