Camila Mesquita
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For Alice

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The Caterpillar was the first to speak.
‘What size do you want to be?’ it asked.
‘Oh, I am not particular as to size,’ Alice hastily replied; ‘only one doesn’t like changing so often, you know.’
‘I don’t know,’ said the Caterpillar.
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‘I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, sir’ said Alice, ‘because I’m not myself, you see.
‘I don’t see,’ said the Caterpillar.
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Broken open

Beauty lives in aliveness, in the joy of beings
who are able to live freely. I love butterflies, because they are powerful life affirmation symbols. I love them because while only living a few days, they do not shy away and deny their beauty to the world. In their very limited lifespan, they soar unbridled, open and free.
I wanted them to be gorgeous affirmations celebrating my joy of being a woman. They are powerful, perfumed, beautiful, lit by a sacred fire. Proud and vibrant, they dress up for the party of life. Being line drawings in black and white, they are open to be colored by the wildest wishes, dreams and fantasies.

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‘I’m afraid I can’t put it more clearly,’ Alice replied very politely,
‘for I can’t understand it myself to begin with; and being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing.’
It isn’t,’ said the Caterpillar.
— Alice's adventures in wonderland - Lewis Carrol
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And she... inhabited the place, like a ... butterfly
There was this kind of sadness about her and they...
And she did have this light...
And nobody ever knew her real name
— Song of Alice - Keren Ann