... Live by the painting, and the opposite, here exacly beneath the stars, with my lover and a glass of wine, view the birds into the sky and whistle something remind
us of a some images and old times
Am I still in my romantic period of my childhood, where I know only to paint, to sing and to dance? Or already I achieved a part of my freedom as an adult person, transforming my child mind to be adequate for the external world, saving all the artistic part of it..saving my child look on the world
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На среща с морето съм.
Пети януари е.
То ми говори толкова нежно и толкова срамежливо. Гладките звуци на вълните
му целуват плахо ушите ми. Малко по малк...
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