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Jun 2015
I make art
With the thousand mysteries
Of my deepest feelings

I perform art
With the unconciousness
In the emptiness

Art from heart,
The purest urge
To free your soul
From every dip
Of the harassing reality

Art is what?
The purest need
To express the deep
Everlasting eternity.
just wondering...

© Kerli T
Kerli Tulva
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Kerli Tulva  universe
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