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anon ❝ Music begins where words are powerless to express. Music is made for the inexpressible. I want music to...

Anon “Throw your dreams into spacelike a kite, and you do not knowwhat it will bring back, a new...

Raoul Ubac, La chambre (L'atelier), 1938 “Every one makes his own house and state. The ghosts are tormented with...

Big ones, small ones by Kathy, 2009 . “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it...