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  1. Aug 12

    Art washes away from the the of everyday .” — Pablo Picasso 💥 💥

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  2. Aug 25

    If you touch a butterfly It’s no longer itself Will never be the same It now knows If it can fly away It’ll be captured again on your fingerprints A fluttering halo As wings give into strain You stole its innocence Freedom & ability To live

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  3. Aug 22

    Another one the

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  4. Aug 25

    somnambulist arena - scent of the approaching rain in dusty air 📸 via IG

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  5. Aug 17

    Was little busy with commissions lately but found some time for promised Death!💀

    9 replies 57 retweets 164 likes

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  7. Aug 7

    0G, 3A, -10 in 3 GP but at least I looked good doing it

    21 replies 3 retweets 533 likes
  8. Aug 26

    Dash away pretence Light and time scatter form remould anew.

    4 replies 8 retweets 81 likes
  9. Aug 11

    from the Sahara and from severe 🔥 in Algeria 🇩🇿 covered much of the Mediterranean Sea yesterday afternoon [10/08/2021]. Seen from NOAA-20 🌍🛰️

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  10. Aug 25

    I carved myself out of smooth sandstone gravestone Sparkling in the shape of a glorious nebulous I refuse to lie dormant Particles of me become the universe Forever eternal In a sea of dark light, I am immortal

    22 replies 36 retweets 199 likes
  11. Aug 26

    Embroidered silk with your name an echo of your shadows held by seam of faith mellow veils my eyes on days I tally lines even on days I forget to trace lone here on graying armchair with every thread I hem a grace one day you too shall pore over and ode my chant

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  12. Aug 26

    We are pile of cosmic ... Shedding it along the way .... Eternal cycle of ephemeral existence ....

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  13. Aug 26

    I’m the indelible smudge on your pristine facade a Weirdo Whipping Girl for your vitriolic attacks yet you can never erode my self-belief to I’m a proud Broken Creature of the Planet Bizarre delighted that you love to hate your little baa baa Black Sheep

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  14. Aug 26

    We are caged by dust Shedding infinite particles That dance in beams of light We are made of dust We return to dust We are the remains of stars : Dust

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  15. Aug 26

    Hungry for The Sun & stars Bird beats Against its bars His cage’s Close confines deny His yen To travel far Wings once so Magnificent Atrophy In sorrow His song flies on wind In desert Of dreams borrowed But floats the notes Motes of hope Seeking Bright tomorrow

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  16. Aug 25

    No matter how high I climb I’ll never reach the sky In clouds once found Your promise Of common ground Through interviews on the nightly news Limelight For a twilight A far cry from lies we blindly believe A world without eyes I still see Us in the Of one last touch

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  17. Aug 26

    The settled in every nook, cranny & crevice of me & my stuff; not just dust but mud, it got everywhere. But I didn't care, it can be washed out, it was worth it; a great time had. Few days later & still the emotions of being in a field of people keep coming back.

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  18. Aug 27

    Amidst two worlds she stands, Where no ever settle. Molten lava is the heart, Wreaking havoc with every beat. Eyes liquid fire, Hiding behind closed lids. rivers and deep , Unknown faces, Faded colors, Infinite foggy places, Places that are déjà vu…

    4 replies 12 retweets 53 likes
  19. Aug 25

    Addiction floats across Desert terrain A menacing cloud It harbours. All the while We sense, As pressure builds, The utter chaos Readying to burst Dust to And we wait And we hope Even Atheists pray That we all survive Another downpour

    6 replies 9 retweets 69 likes
  20. Aug 25

    Her lavender skin and an abyssal scrum of dust Individual motes swirling shamelessly on the round stone plinths of time Plays written in chrysalis aplomb enmeshed with rhyme

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  21. Aug 25

    The bird has left the shadow Some golden dream fins as serene of memory still, hues of sunshine left illusion even if shaken Very enchanting and clingy stubborn vivid tribute

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