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Dancers

story and copyright: Oona Maria

photo and copyright: Claus Siebeneicher

The light was dancing. It embraced the whole place. A place not so beautiful, but the light made it so. Maybe all we need is dancers in the darkest and dustiest places of our life, mind and soul.

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Oona Maria

On a mission to inspire the world through photos and stories.

Claus Siebeneicher

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