We sculpt our idols on our own
from the stone we carve and chisel...

Do not leave your Aphrodite in marble uncarved and...
do not be afraid of the chisels of truth...

They were united
before the world split to two...

When was a question a question,
when was a clue...

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Maybe only music could rescue me in this heart...

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Just a morning dew can wrap its arm around an...

Blankness of canvases and silence of guitars
are pouring over horizons...

Without contrast we
could not see. blindness is the...

"Now I invite you
all to the fire!" Said hero...

Whenever we learn that our past
is not just limited to our memories...

We live together though
we die separately...

It was very musical though it was soundless.
everything in garden...