유리 나비가 초현실적인 추상적 공허 속에서 춤추다

Glass butterflies cut as they dance, Mirrors laugh back, distort the chance. I am the glitch the world denied, The art they feared but couldn’t hide. Ink rivers flow where logic breaks, Dream teeth bite down, reality shakes. Creation’s fault - its secret child, A masterpiece both dark and wild.

monochrone