$1,000.00
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Description
Every bird is a life he almost lived.
Every feather, a dream he buried before it could breathe.
They gather around his throat,
white as innocence, heavy as regret,
feeding on the silence of everything he never said.
He holds himself together with the same hands
that slowly strangled everything he wanted to become.
And the cruelest part is not that these ideas will never fly.
It’s that they still have wings.
Additional information
| Dimensions | 40 × 50 cm |
|---|---|
| size | 16×20 inches |
