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A fává változott lány
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hide unhide
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I thought of a labyrinth of labyrinths, of one sinuous spreading labyrinth that would encompass the past and the future and in some way involve the stars.
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Now we see things imperfectly as in a cloudy mirror
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Objects in dreams may be closer than they appear
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The passion of lovers is for death said she
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Pale Fire
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Dead my old fine hopes And dry my dreaming but still.. Iris, blue each spring #haiku
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In these dark waters Drawn up from my frozen well.. Glittering of spring
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Nu sculon herian heofonrices Weard
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Broken wings (painting in progress)
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Haunted
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Are Friends Electric..?
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Many solemn nights / Blond moon, we stand and marvel / Sleeping our noons away
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Every night I burn / Scream the animal scream /Every night I burn / Dream the crow black dream
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In this insane asylum
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Churchyard Yew
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Back to my roots
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They both listened silently to the water, which to them was not just water, but the voice of life, the voice of Being, the voice of perpetual Becoming.
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Water..
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Air plants
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Mammatocumulus
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Dream away the cold
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Sun-faded winter
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GC newt / acrylic on canvas, unfinished.
