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relaxed inthe waters that
surround me.

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in the feeling that i,m safe, as
the waters are warm i hear
noises not knowing what
they are or where theycome from.

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homein the water this place i
call the womb.

There were people in every room
Inthe hallway
In the street
There was no where safe
No escape
No secret harbour
Nothing
Eventually he found an alleyway
Wonderfully empty
Until he noticed the human canvas
Sitting crosslegged in the corner
That's the day he painted his first masterpiece
Thats the day that he met me