I like to be a poet of the fall. I love all the romanticism and beauty that penetrates this season. I was born in late autumn, that is why I'm in love with the rain, red and golden colors and sweet (not bitter) melancholy. When I was a child, I grew up in autumn but not in summer. And now I also grow up but mentally in autumn. It is time for creative actions and my favorite "femme fatale" look.
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