Refinding
At times we were a riddle to each other. Now the city rests around on this twilight evening, Where we met again.
Much has happened, But you returned in time. For no one bears alone the burden.
Picture
The picture, so I hear it say, is particularly moving. That of course would be a final value of this art, which does it make redundant, to advertise with beauty or other qualities. It may be bought directly from the artist.
