The collection

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His pace is not slow and yet, it seems the whole world would wait for him to arrive. It takes him an effort to hold his face up when on the streets. It's not shyness, but the will that requires to keep an eye on the external world.


The clothes from her twenties don't match anymore the wrinkles on her face. The tattoos, once fresh and luminous, slowly efface with a past that came too quickly. Who cares though? There's so much to live for.


It's a thirst too big to satiate, a constant hunger that has no end. The diets last hours and he's back to the same dark hole, trying to survive in a sea of emotions too wild to mute. If he were to cry out loud the world would shatter like a mirror. It's painful, so painful that he can only silence himself eating his life out.


Author's note: drawing by "miniwide" at shutterstock. 

 

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