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The heart is cold, calm and deep,
But he has promises to keep,
Until then he shall not sleep.
He lies in bed with ducts that weep.

This painting is a mixture of sadness, anger, hopelessness and many other emotions I felt in the quarantine of 2020.

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  • 8000 x 8000 px, JPEG (68.7 MB)
  • This is a signed and limited edition digital creation.
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