Don't know how long I will take. 2 weeks? Months? But I'll draw. Somehow, drawing always brings me to another place. And maybe when I'm finally alright, I'll have a portfolio to submit.
Because there was a long line leading to the church. Because there was hurt everywhere and no faith. Because it was War. And all the men left, leaving the women, children and the old behind. And there was fire everywhere. Whenever and wherever the bombs were dropped.
I'll be fine.
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