i love watching artists near their work. you can see in their eyes what they expressed in each painting, the being that flowed through the brushes. i love to see the portraits they've painted. the faces of a hundred different souls are captured on canvas, and each of them is hidden within the eyes of the artist. art is one of life's delightful blessings - the best, even.

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i need to run far away. they've left nothing for me here, not even an escape. and their fingers are the binding web against which i cannot struggle.