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ArtistSeek shelter from the storm. Your mind is a prison. Of your own making. Addicted to the sadness. Revel in the ecstasy. Run naked through the fields. Screaming to the heavens for release. The answer never comes. It never will. Tonight. Underneath the killing moon. I will wash away the pieces that remain of you.
Escape the storm of your mind's prison, addicted to sadness yet yearning for release. Amidst surreal landscapes and award-winning art, find solace under the killing moon, seeking to wash away remnants of your past.