YVET ANNA AMSTERDAM THE NETHERLANDS |
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Gold; you can fake it, you can try to make it…
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| My art is |
| alchemy. |
| My heart |
| is gold. |
| I try to |
| make |
| something |
| outta nothing. |
| Out |
| of me |
| gold |
| images |
| appear. |
| Shiny, sparkly, |
| radiant, kitschy, glitzy. |
| Look |
| around you |
| see |
| shimmerin’ through |
| golden glimps |
| of
what to be.
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