I am a person
Who lives in Hallucination
No one can enter into it
Without me
I live and speak through creation
Which nobody can understand and
Untill they deserve
I live with liberty
Untill I give birth to pictures
In order to live with me.
It is of jazzy ties than reality,
Pencils,crayons and brushes
Make them vivacious in order to bring
Admiration.
Nobody is born here to palpable my fantasy
Unless I exit.
Artist's life is created in his hands
And he creates his own life
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