The dark fluttered mind with congested thoughts
To be reached out, to be packed up, but there is no way to be get out,
Ay heart! that's all matter soul is whirling to an endless way,
But sweet smelling Red Roses everlast the mark of chromatic image,
The sign, but no sign, breath in red, but live in black..
Concept| Writing| Painting: Tania
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Posted on
Oct 11, 2020
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