Boy Mercury

Eyes make patterns in the mess that meets the mind. Filling the lost spaces where the heart cannot find.
Rhythms of our pulses are the only things that bind. Every living moment transforms profane into divine.

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He illustrated a Midsummer Night’s Dream too.

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