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I'll come back? Like when I was a kid? Or now everything has been lost?
You know wrapped up I wish I was alone. Wrapped up I feel alone.
I would like to go back, and find the way of not understanding anything anymore, not understanding what happened. Do you know what I mean by going back?
It is a beautiful dream in this mask that I wear.
Dreams that last just a moment, just a daybreak.
Return to the silence of the water, to the sound of emptiness.
I paint and write to stay alive.
Yet another day of remembrance,
then I will take the path to the land of dreams.
It will be fresh air, it will open its wings.
It will be the lifeblood, it will be like being born again and again.
Above the snowy hills.
It will be another carousel ride,
it will be wind blowing,
it will be sun burning,
it will be thunder that breaks.
It will be empty,
it will be full.
It will be little,
it will be a lot.
It will be one,
it will be all.
I'll come back? Like when I was a kid? Or now everything has been lost?
You know wrapped up I wish I was alone. Wrapped up I feel alone.
I would like to go back, and find the way of not understanding anything anymore, not understanding what happened. Do you know what I mean by going back?
It is a beautiful dream in this mask that I wear.
Dreams that last just a moment, just a daybreak.
Return to the silence of the water, to the sound of emptiness.
I paint and write to stay alive.
Yet another day of remembrance,
then I will take the path to the land of dreams.
It will be fresh air, it will open its wings.
It will be the lifeblood, it will be like being born again and again.
Above the snowy hills.
It will be another carousel ride,
it will be wind blowing,
it will be sun burning,
it will be thunder that breaks.
It will be empty,
it will be full.
It will be little,
it will be a lot.
It will be one,
it will be all.
I'll come back? Like when I was a kid? Or now everything has been lost?
You know wrapped up I wish I was alone. Wrapped up I feel alone.
I would like to go back, and find the way of not understanding anything anymore, not understanding what happened. Do you know what I mean by going back?
It is a beautiful dream in this mask that I wear.
Dreams that last just a moment, just a daybreak.
Return to the silence of the water, to the sound of emptiness.
I paint and write to stay alive.
Yet another day of remembrance,
then I will take the path to the land of dreams.
It will be fresh air, it will open its wings.
It will be the lifeblood, it will be like being born again and again.
Above the snowy hills.
It will be another carousel ride,
it will be wind blowing,
it will be sun burning,
it will be thunder that breaks.
It will be empty,
it will be full.
It will be little,
it will be a lot.
It will be one,
it will be all.
I'll come back? Like when I was a kid? Or now everything has been lost?
You know wrapped up I wish I was alone. Wrapped up I feel alone.
I would like to go back, and find the way of not understanding anything anymore, not understanding what happened. Do you know what I mean by going back?
It is a beautiful dream in this mask that I wear.
Dreams that last just a moment, just a daybreak.
Return to the silence of the water, to the sound of emptiness.
I paint and write to stay alive.
Yet another day of remembrance,
then I will take the path to the land of dreams.
It will be fresh air, it will open its wings.
It will be the lifeblood, it will be like being born again and again.
Above the snowy hills.
It will be another carousel ride,
it will be wind blowing,
it will be sun burning,
it will be thunder that breaks.
It will be empty,
it will be full.
It will be little,
it will be a lot.
It will be one,
it will be all.
I'll come back? Like when I was a kid? Or now everything has been lost?
You know wrapped up I wish I was alone. Wrapped up I feel alone.
I would like to go back, and find the way of not understanding anything anymore, not understanding what happened. Do you know what I mean by going back?
It is a beautiful dream in this mask that I wear.
Dreams that last just a moment, just a daybreak.
Return to the silence of the water, to the sound of emptiness.
I paint and write to stay alive.
Yet another day of remembrance,
then I will take the path to the land of dreams.
It will be fresh air, it will open its wings.
It will be the lifeblood, it will be like being born again and again.
Above the snowy hills.
It will be another carousel ride,
it will be wind blowing,
it will be sun burning,
it will be thunder that breaks.
It will be empty,
it will be full.
It will be little,
it will be a lot.
It will be one,
it will be all.

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Fox in love, will you come back? Will you be your hero again? Painting

Andrea Boscaro

Italy

Painting, Acrylic on Wood

Size: 14.2 W x 29.9 H x 0.4 D in

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I'll come back? Like when I was a kid? Or now everything has been lost? You know wrapped up I wish I was alone. Wrapped up I feel alone. I would like to go back, and find the way of not understanding anything anymore, not understanding what happened. Do you know what I mean by going back? It is a beautiful dream in this mask that I wear. Dreams that last just a moment, just a daybreak. Return to the silence of the water, to the sound of emptiness. I paint and write to stay alive. Yet another day of remembrance, then I will take the path to the land of dreams. It will be fresh air, it will open its wings. It will be the lifeblood, it will be like being born again and again. Above the snowy hills. It will be another carousel ride, it will be wind blowing, it will be sun burning, it will be thunder that breaks. It will be empty, it will be full. It will be little, it will be a lot. It will be one, it will be all.

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Painting:

Acrylic on Wood

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14.2 W x 29.9 H x 0.4 D in

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