My mother showed me how to draw and shade the pictures and bring them to life.
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All I feel And all I hear, All I see Is far too near for me To put a finger on it. I’m here now, Or have I been here before, I think I’m...
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I am a plucked flower, resting on water, afloat... The river carries me along with its flow... I bow at the mountains and skies and waters...
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I am lesser than what I think, Plain water in blue ink, Boundless sky that doesn’t turn pink, Viscous blood that stinks, Fragile life that s...
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Let the emptiness explain it all, let the running feet, Make it's first crawl. Let the loneliness stay, let the heart find, It...
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