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Progress is progress i guess...
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Nothing was the same anymore, but we had the present
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It's been a rough year. I'm sorry I've been ignoring you.
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I'm sorry I'm not up to date.
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I think I'll just leave this open for now...
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Isolation.
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which hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and stedfast, and which entereth into that within the veil;
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I don't think I'm enlightened yet...
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I'm revealing myself
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I'm breaking down slowly like a tectonic plate...
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"I had 3 chairs in my house; one for solitude, two for friendship, three for society." Henry David Thoreau
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A departure from morals...
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I am alone in the night. You are my saving grace.
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Death of a friend (2024). It washed out a bit. I took every message between us - good or bad - and used that as the background colour and painted over it. This was personally a difficult one to finish. I need practice, obviously, but it's nice to try different mediums.
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I'm just passing through, I'm not with these people.
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