is simply not draw any one specific thing
he always dusk general strokes
in the surroundings of wandering
in the shadows and transparent background in
unexpectedly lays out the beating of color
painted silent invisible core of the symphony
in a mysterious exchange of
image and sound penetrate each other
imperceptibly but continuously forward
any fetters and shock
also can not stop the pace of the
atmosphere of the ...
as fluctuations in air slides over the surface of
those visible corrugated is their form
as the aroma drifting around like loose
like an echo, like the spread
and then they dissipate in the endless space
into the quality of the powder is not
he live in a sad country
fallen king, sick children
idiot, and crippled dwarf
dressed in clothes clown prince of
their own task is to laugh at myself
for those who lawless laugh
they were snobbish, conspiracy and lies choking
in the stake and silent confession of guilt before
hearing this, the little girl
one kind of mood was sad
in this twisted the childhood
that people did not see the ugly, sad
dark and cruel
Villa Chomsky is a painter night
in an endless silence
even though he was in broad daylight
Even in a closed room
Even war or hunting horn whistling ear
he rarely went out during the day
Spanish painter and night to talk
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