Duet of an old false love

stylograph over canson, made to someone that just like this, left... but art never dies.

the Text next says:

People think i'm crazy.
The Art is a craziness.
The Art has not definition,
perhaps the artist doesn't too.

The Art is life, is love,
a feeling, an expression,
arrives to everybody
without exception,
in plastic or song,
theater and declamation.
It goes farther than the words
until touch your hearth.

The Art it's it's the way
by which I connect to
this world full of
meanness.
It makes you live a
magic craziness.
It loves you and
never leaves you
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But these paragraphs
are not enough, there's more.

Here is my pebble of sand.

By: ROGER HOYOS P - L'Artista Desconocido

(or L'Artiste Inconnu - The Unknown Artist)