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Apr 2016
The Hue of man.

Dreams.

Different color schemes.

Tints of red, the dust, dirt from this earth the blood that hits your head.

Lessons, from the Fertile Crescent.

Soil dust earth, birth.  

Take control.

  Only trust what you know.

             So understand I don't trust their souls.
Ahchosi Grandiose
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Ahchosi Grandiose  77/F/New York
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