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Sleepless Nights
2021
Watercolor on paper
Soft light. Minutes after midnight.
He, She, They tiptoed into the vast thin air, found themselves confronted with stark monuments of pure nakedness.
Hills like white elephants.
Here, waves of memories haunt them in and out of their sleep.
They began to weep. Streams of tears on smooth skin, cold as the surrounding air, as they tried to recall the unattainable 'first times' for they have become comfortably numb and unforgivably incapable to exist.
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