Exotic birds cross my path during my journey, leaving behind the echo of their names—remnants of the ancient Tupi language.
Their vivid colors, impossible to forget, remain captured on my canvas, like a memory that refuses to fade.
Exotic birds cross my path during my journey, leaving behind the echo of their names—remnants of the ancient Tupi language.
Their vivid colors, impossible to forget, remain captured on my canvas, like a memory that refuses to fade.
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