I look around
There’s this huge empty space that surrounds me
I’m standing on this damp ground
Wishing there is more to see
I walk around from here and there
Until my feet can no longer bare
Looking for a place, a place called home
Where can I find one?
A place where I can be my own
a place called home

theartattacks:

The inspiring paintings of Eric Fortune.

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Giant golden-crowned flying fox

Giant golden-crowned flying fox