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What will remain...
... if there´s no one left to blame
if there´s no way out from sadness
if the only way is madness
and the blackness calls my name?
What will remain...
... when all was in vain
everything is lost
everyone is gone
and the blackness wins the game.
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Sculpture made of modelling dough in 2008. Photographed, Photoshopped.
Poem by @michaeldietrich & me, 2018.
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