forgotten by fate in the light
beyond the desperate cry of a fluid that loses its form forever and turns into wind for the splendor of the valley of the wind
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the silence of the horizon intoxicates me, nothing can be more soothing than the desert in the world stretched by green fog, where atavistic corpses intertwine with simulacra and kites that travel next to ephemeral androcephals and raise their agony in steam /////// a project from classic sketches passed through A.I. filters, by CATALIN NEGREA
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another altar forgotten by the wind
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