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Dullness
I’m a dull woman breaking her journey in a place of no significance between the hours of midnight and midday. Everything is of little consequence and nothing matters further than a simple handshake. I find myself sitting alone, contemplating the…
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Painting
Let’s walk through a garden of colours. Paintbrush in my right hand, I find myself creating something from nothing, from blank white paper something beautiful is made and I smile. The colours swirl on the mineral paper before me, orange…