Arte

Se estou falando disso quer dizer que ela morreu! Hoje o artista é maior que sua própria arte, como se ela dependesse dele para existir. À você que acredita nisso ou que vive e nem sabe: A arte é uma entidade que usa nosso corpo sem pedir licença para se expressar, ela é independente, livre e se não nos usa, irá para outro corpo, mais receptivo e grato pela dádiva de servir a uma Deusa tão poderosa.

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