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Alina Lewis

Wild Heart's Waltz

In the haven of the damned 

I’ve been feasting with the guards.

Laughing madly at the frenzy of the night.
All my thoughts turned into art. 

I was myself. 

Reading Jung and dressing sharp."

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Alina lewis with a glass of wine. Pouring wine. Art. Photography.
Alina Lewis, reading poetry. Art. Photography of femme fatale.

When the reality is shaken, imagination reigns.
Where the rules are bent,
life's without chains. 


Lovers by Alina Lewis

Dreams and fantasies come without rules and chains. The only way to express their irrationality and
absurdity with emotion
is to paint them.

If painting's my absurd fantasy, poetry's my breath's legacy.

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