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Tuesday, April 26, 2011
When you see a man who takes your breath away, who makes you stop in you tracks, turns your head, sends you, a man so beautiful you can hardly stand it: do you make a sound deep down inside your being? A moan, a groan, a sound that only you can hear or if it's real quiet, someone standing near you might hear it too?
"An artist has always gotta be in the state of becoming"... Bob Dylan...
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