Desig
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Elle D: “Desig” by Leonardo
Complet
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Natalia G: “Complet” by Alex Sironi
Presenting Olivia
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Olivia F: “Presenting Olivia” by Matiss
Lamia
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Lada D: “Lamia” by Albert Varin
Altum
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Candice B: “Altum” by Leonardo
Green Study
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Etel: “Green Study” by Oliver Nation
Pavot
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Anastasia C: “Pavot” by Koenart
Afectar
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Augusta Crystal: “Afectar” by Rylsky
Rivetare
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Loreen A: “Rivetare” by Rylsky
Stolidi
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Jenya D: “Stolidi” by Leonardo
Blossums
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Emilia: “Blossums” by Aleksandr Aztek
Mnimio
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Vivien A: “Mnimio” by Ratmir Aliev
Manicae
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Emilia A: “Manicae” by Dolce
Aloft
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Helen H: “Aloft” by Leonardo
Appentis
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Sensual
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Yanina: “Sensual” by Maksym Pazyuk
Sirines
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Shanga
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Alyssa A: “Shanga” by Tony Murano
Ruse
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Carol A: “Ruse” by Rylsky
Sinnefo
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Yaab
I Light My Way
You know that I,
Couldn’t find my way back home,
Set in stone,
All that went wrong,
Oh child,
Carry on.
But I pray,
To myself,
To find another,
Reason to touch life,
Alone on a lost road,
Alone on a lost road,
I light my way,
I light my way.
- Written by: George Sivetidis
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By Sitzetzu
Card To My Mother
It was on a September morning.
My mother passed away.
God called her home.
He called her home to stay.
With every sunrise, I see her face.
In my heart, no one can take her place.
Christmas is coming.
It is so very near.
Bringing thoughts of my mother.
Whom I miss so dear.
So I’m sending a card to Heaven.
It floats upon my prayer.
One day in Heaven dear mother.
We will all have Christmas there.
- Written by: Lamar Cole
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By Sitzetzu
The Welcome
Welcome to the land that is not so far away
Where the mountains sing and the dead leaves unruly play
Where the dark skinned toddlers, shyly clothed
Amuse themselves ignorantly in the thrashing fields
Brimming with mystery and rustic enchantment
Gallantly chasing the whistling
That the sage wind so gracefully yields
Welcome brothers to the land where the noble settlers
Once skipped so gingerly through its vast expanse
Hunting in packs to defend this misunderstood place
Against the ruthless, unnatural invader
From the land of legend and tales to far away
Welcome sisters to the land where the poplar grow
In its scattered abundance
Its fiery Autumn shedding, gilds the tranquil
Waters of its inseperable soul mate
With a splendour or orange and gold.
Welcome venerable wanderers to the land
Where demented apparitions guard their Former white towers
The creative mind strolling in secluded graveyards
Pining for the love ones they have left behind
Welcome one and all to the place where the Celestial giants
brilliantly carry on in their heavenly games
The regal spectacle viewing
on the black screen of the astral drive-in
For the simple traveller
Bewitched by the allure of mother earths diamond in the rough
Welcome to the Karoo!
- Written by: Craig Gardner
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By Sitzetzu
The free world is burning
Can you smell that?
It’s the smell of burning flesh
On the pyres of democracy.
O! Capitalists unite!
In the face of chaos
All men turn to animals.
In arenas of fame and fortune
Imposter gladiators wave their plastic swords;
Cheered on by their slaves
Who have known no other life.
Born into a world of hypocrisy
And faceless gods.
O! Capitalists unite! O! Capitalists unite.
The free world is burning.
Your free world is burning.
- Written by: Craig Gardner
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By Sitzetzu
Prayer
Life passes underneath
the grit beneath my feet,
easier than it should.
Rain drips down my brow
as the fog lifts away from
sprinting thoughts.
As if the beads of sweat are
life’s burdens,
my mind clears as the taste of
blood returns
and a deep mist bellows from my lungs.
The place I go to,
without hiding,
where nobody can find me.
Thoughtless yet mindful.
Deep solitude amongst
passing cars, spray painted postboxes
and abandoned trolleys.
Where the leaves crunch,
twigs crack and the tarmac
is a black lake set against
rows of false trees.
Never running away, as
no such place exists.
There’s nowhere to run to
and nothing to run from
except myself.
- Written by Harry McKeown
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