When the reed stands alone and the sky is bluer than blue, you don't need many words. What I personally find beautiful about reed, is its vulnerability. You can break it in two but it remains flexible and strong in the strong wind. Symbolically you could compare it to life.
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My name is Gwen Chatouani I am a creative, empathetic and high-feeling person who loves nature, animals and people. Photography is my passion and my way of capturing the beauty of the world. Through photography and pursuing my hobby, I have regained the..
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