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I paint the landscapes of our lives, the mountains of our fears, the flowing rivers of our thinking. I paint the landscapes of our feelings, structured in colorful layers of doubts, misty misunderstandings, vague words unspoken, hidden in the shadows of our valleys, the rocks of our beliefs. I paint the horizons of our dreams, the skin of the earth, our skin, the heart of the volcano, our heart, the source of the sea, our source. I sketch the growing landscape, our natural roots, our forgotten unity. I paint the reconnection, making the relation visible, coloring blind eyes. I paint inner-landscapes reflecting nature, searching for harmony, building bridges of balance, trees of strength, mirrors of beauty, anchors of love. |
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