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Whenever I see your paintings, I get goosebumps.

Matter, too, like every living being, carries some of these traces within itself and shapes its memory around them. What remains from this process is not something untouched, complete, or whole; sometimes it is merely a trace, a crack, a stain, a texture, or a fading memory that has passed through transformation and emerges in another form—a form that may embody “the present” as we know it. Narges Mohammadian

I can't run anymore I fall before you Here I am I have nothing left Though I've tried to forget, You're all that I am Take me home I'm through fighting it Broken, Lifeless, I give up