Two faces lean back to back, eyes closed, as if listening the same quiet thought from opposite sides. Butterflies rise like unspoken words, carrying color, memory, and lightness from the weight below. This piece drifts between softness and strength. A portrait that does not require looking at one another.
Two faces lean back to back, eyes closed, as if listening the same quiet thought from opposite sides. Butterflies rise like unspoken words, carrying color, memory, and lightness from the weight below. This piece drifts between softness and strength. A portrait that does not require looking at one another.
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