"Minha mente tarda a entender, compreender os fatos... Conspirar contra a arte é impossível !
Ela me compõe, me transforma, ela torna, ela contorce...
A arte é fruto da imaginação,
enquanto se colhe a produção da mente,
se  acende a chama da alma...
Se faz Arte"
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"Meu único refúgio agora é olhar  para o céu e suspirar.O tempo e o espaço dão lugar a minha existência, mas o que pode dar lugar a minha identidade? Talvez a filosofia, com suas formas de ampliar a visão de mundo, com suas carências necessárias. Quando poderei amar? Quando poderei ser gentil? Quando poderei não me estressar? Quando poderei viver? A resposta está simples... Olhai os lírios do campo .Nenhum tempo melhor do que agora, para enfim, não ser o fim." MeninaX
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I Can Fly I can fly You had me caged up Like a bird in mid-summer You saw me waiting, I was crazy On fire, waiting to fly I can fly I had bright wishes in the summer I was bathing in sunlight Painting in the garden like a ghost in mid-july Running fast from something with my eyes wide Like saucers spinning in the sun I had a dream that I was fine I wasn't crazy, I was divine I can fly You had me caged up Like a bird in mid-summer You saw me waiting, I was crazy On fire, waiting to fly I can fly Your lies were hard kisses in the summer I was dreaming of a lake, dreaming of the water Where I'd rise like a phoenix Or at night from the fire I've got things to tell you, like "I know that you're a liar' I had a dream that I was fine I wasn't crazy, I was divine I can fly You had me caged up Like a bird in mid-summer You saw me waiting, I was crazy On fire, waiting to fly I can fly Your words cut like a knife in butter I was fighting for my art Fighting with ...
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