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Anthony Achille
Anthony Achille
That which destroys the night sky's dream of being nothing
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That which destroys the night sky's dream of being nothing

The struggle alone is enough to fill a man's heart View fullsize

The struggle alone is enough to fill a man's heart

Submission View fullsize

Submission

To wash away the wish of him and every dream he built
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To wash away the wish of him and every dream he built

Any man's grief diminishes me, for I am involved in mankind
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Any man's grief diminishes me, for I am involved in mankind

Collapsing world view View fullsize

Collapsing world view

Shapeshifter
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Shapeshifter

The house doesn't fall if the bones are good
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The house doesn't fall if the bones are good

Shapeshifter II View fullsize

Shapeshifter II

In front of all the people I met on Stage View fullsize

In front of all the people I met on Stage

In advance of an absent mind View fullsize

In advance of an absent mind

Diminishing returns from new experiences View fullsize

Diminishing returns from new experiences

Until we meet again in the cosmic dust, my friend View fullsize

Until we meet again in the cosmic dust, my friend

Those who stare as if they cannot see View fullsize

Those who stare as if they cannot see

Suspended at the brink of thought I fall too far to reach articulation View fullsize

Suspended at the brink of thought I fall too far to reach articulation

Floating on a silver lining View fullsize

Floating on a silver lining

That which destroys the night sky's dream of being nothing
The struggle alone is enough to fill a man's heart
Submission
To wash away the wish of him and every dream he built
Any man's grief diminishes me, for I am involved in mankind
Collapsing world view
Shapeshifter
The house doesn't fall if the bones are good
Shapeshifter II
In front of all the people I met on Stage
In advance of an absent mind
Diminishing returns from new experiences
Until we meet again in the cosmic dust, my friend
Those who stare as if they cannot see
Suspended at the brink of thought I fall too far to reach articulation
Floating on a silver lining

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