The mirror of the battered mind of a bird that cannot fly…
A window iswaiting with an openheart..Waiting for theinvitation of the firstray of the morning sun;Waiting for the goldendream of creation to come true…The dream world which looks out ofthe window,is capturedin the girl’s eye…There is nothing wrong with the window.But what about beingstuck behind these bars?..The inner realities oflife, they are not sosimple;The mirror of thebattered mind of a […]