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I love people who make things
I love conversations
I saw people inside a wrapping
Like a protective veil for their soul
I love people who make things
I love conversations
I saw people inside a wrapping
Like a protective veil for their soul
Atypical suggestions by a dead artist
Atypical suggestions by a dead artist
I recorded my image on a film still
Recorded my image on film still
To seal my existing condition
I praised appearance and style
While I was visiting exhibitions to fight boredom and depression,
to satisfy my thirst of visual celebrations and of intellectual
stimulations
Atypical suggestions by a dead artist
Atypical suggestions by a dead artist
I experienced the hallucination of panic
Through sweat, breathing and suffocation
And I found again, again my direction
When I spoke to a man who told me what I wanted to hear
I need to be loved once in a day
I need two days to re-enter from my mental disease
I need to be loved once in a day
Atypical suggestions by a dead artist
Atypical suggestions by a dead artist
I recorded my image on a film still
Recorded my image on film still
To seal my existing condition
I praised appearance and style