beauty appearing at night / my art num. 8/

Hi Friends Steemit,

On a run again, away from myself. I am breathing shallowly and my voice is trembling. When you have everything it’s easy to lose something, it’s easy to be nothing. Forget the hope for escape, forget the deeper meaning of things. Look in my eyes, there’s no reason to be afraid. Empty hands are sweating and it’s clear that they will shut down the evening sun. We are jinxed with hope.

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