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mimi is not coming back














about her
A phantom of pixels, a shade's silent seer, In realms of creation, my spirit does appear. I breathe life into hues, a chromatic reprise, Unknown architect of colors, a mystical surprise.
With fingers of light, I touch the canvas bare, Unleashing a spectrum, beyond compare. A palette of passion, ignited in my mind, Master of hues, a secret I'll confine.

Are you me???




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about her
In shadows of doubt, where creativity sleeps, I whisper of colors, and break their long keeps. A alchemist of vision, with potions unseen, Transforming the mundane, a magical scene.
So seek not my name, for it matters not a whit, But marvel at colors, where I’ve left my imprint. A whisper of genius, in every design, A mystery unsolved, a riddle divine.







Mimi..... are you still there?
Mimi..... are you still there?


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“THE PARANOIA”













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