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if I say she was beautiful in her
:
immobility. Stylish, gloomy, without
the right to say a word , ,
.
I stand nearby half-naked .
contrasting Not an exhibit but almost ,
,
,
curator of this small exhibition
.
Control not only over the form but also
.
over the frame around it ,
When the display was freed, I was too
.
stuck to it for about thirty
,
minutes. Just to take a couple of pictures .
To be honest, I can't sit still . .
:
This isn't for me
.
When everyone scatters to their own worlds
some to the forest, some to the sea, some in chains
I
,
,
remain On my terrace Inside my
thoughts And next to those whom I never
.
.
forget . . ,
My slaves
While someone is looking for pearls, I keep an eye
.
on t , ,
that my boys are okay .
a
h
t
Maybe they are silent Maybe they seem
inconspicuous background among all these
.
,
,
transformations of show displays and outfits
But I always keep them in my field of .
,
,
vision They chose to give themselves to me .
and
thus
they deserve not oblivion but participation
I don't yell at them. I don't make a scene. I
.
,
.
.
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