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art is the child of pain the son of rain the blood within the vein of a twisted child young and wild; an attempt to reconcile hatred, baseless and faceless a screenshot of the heart.... that is art.

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SheOfNeverland

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SheOfNeverland

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Jun 5, 2017

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Tags: #art #thoughts #heart

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