Up, down, up, down, left, right, left right... I stroked the brush across the canvas, leaving no white spaces, creating the image my mind saw. It wasn't perfect, it certainly wouldn't sell for a million dollars, but it was art. It was mine. I could see the dancer in the painting moving, twirling around the empty room I'd drawn. And while no one else might be able to see her face, I knew she was happy with how her pirouette had turned out. That's the thing about art. No one sees the same thing.
4 June 11, 2022, 14:56 6Im looking through the window I see that far away is brighting star. Its light is blinking among the space. So white, so shine, it blazes with fierce bizarre My eyes can capture from afar your rayse * * * Im looking at the window, I dream about the people whose hearts would shine like stars. Where the dazzling light bright without dissimulation And soul could spread the wings to raise away to heighten clouds. By its living nature, a special form of definition.
4 April 22, 2023, 07:11 0Tender song i've heard through darkness, I heard thought every features of this tranquil silence. Susceptible heart, captured by music, sparkles. Fascination of small golden freckles. Smilling face, retrieved happiness. As if blooming flower, reached the shine of Sun, So and my whole body was touched with this cheeriness. Charming obtained emotions.
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