Pictures Into Words
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There are times when we see a certain picture, and an indescribable feeling seizes our heart. It speaks to some part of our heart that we are not sure of yet, some hidden, melancholic part that gets touched and brought to life by a single stroke of that brush.
This series will contain pictures, and the interpretation of those pictures, painted from my experiences and my delusional brain.
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