The blotting over of electric blue, when it suddenly becomes furnaced against
The fickle face of the retreating canvas: Can she ever really though? Call to cause all of this excitable over-commotion
Soon as it gets miraculously met with instantaneous levels of high-end professionalism aside outright eagle-eyed prefabrication – yes, it is all of it has undeniably been..
Lying proactively with-in.. that of the juxtaposed taste for both tremendous trepidation
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Repetitious crawl of claustrophobic contemplation
And there-in shall an Artist’s ((meandering)) mind start
To A-c-t both mesmerized aside equally ambivalent, in equal measurement perhaps?
Take 2 – Unedited Version – “If The Face Is The Frame Then What ON EARTH Is The Hair Meant To Even Represent?”
The blotting over of (eager)) electric blue, when it suddenly becomes ((gloriously)) furnaced stereo-physically against /(T)the ((fickle)) face of a/the retreating canvas/Artist: Can she ever really, though? ((Get to)) Call to ((exciting)) cause all of the/ir/this ((over-))excitable ((over-))commotion when/Soon as it gets ((miraculously)) met with spontaneous/instantaneous levels of high-end/professional/high-end professional pre-/fabrication – yes, it is all of it has ((artificially/informatively/undeniably)) been
((Informatively))Lying ((mischievously/proactively)) with-in..
((the))That of the juxtasupposing/juxtaposing/juxtaposed/juxtasupposed taste for both tremendous trepidation and/atop/aside repetitious crawl of claustrophobic contemplation
And there-in an Artist’s mind ((shall)) start/s to A-c-t. Both mesmerized and equally ambivalent: Perhaps!?
