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between
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whole note in blue
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blues in a red tone 2
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is it too much to ask if life starts with orange? or is it a premonition of something more? an intimation?
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when she lived in the mountains, from the balcony the last peak at sunset tippled pink, ice and glass became a passage through which she entered life
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room canvas 2
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reality
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amsterdam 2050
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amsterdam 2050
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amsterdam 2050
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in the harbour 6
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the idea of nine 6
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Landscape 15
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string theory, part one
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ED # 5
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thinking of Japan # 3
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flight # 4
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a way in 4
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the erotics of white # 7
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searching for self 1
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TOWARDS THE UNKNOWN
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TOWARDS THE UNKNOWN
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only digital 6
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lookin' around on a winter's day 1
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lookin' around on a winter's day 2
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lookin' around on a winter's day 3
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more on snow 4
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more on snow 1
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more on snow 2
