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Eremite
Dawn
2020
Charcoal on Paper
29 x 42 cm
Slip into quietude, speaking words of few.
Gazing blind toward the door, to sing of days renew’d.
Come find me, love, for I am hearing deaf.
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Slip into quietude, speaking words of few.
Gazing blind toward the door, to sing of days renew’d.
Come find me, love, for I am hearing deaf.