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Violin and rose in a glass

The violin that sounds eternity will survive the time-worn books again will sound as gentle as the touch of rose petals, prickly, but so tender and desirable. Crystals and moonlight dreams mystic and lunatic drenched in lusciousness of tinsel rains scattering inebriating hues and tints mindboggling silences lead the way for violin ritournelles drawn and conjured meditations and illusions starlet laughter and subliminal transcendent luminescence

From Sergіy Berezіn , Ukraine

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