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Life is ephemeral;
constantly moving and chasing,
days are short in the tasteful hand
of a friend;
Gently a breeze stoop by,
beg to stay and say hello;
Touch my soul and it would bend,
touch my heart and it will mend.
please look at me for awhile,
i beg to differ; begging to wipe dry
the torment i caused.
touch my soul, it cries of whisper;
whispers that wanting to reach your ears.
life is ephemeral.
constantly moving
constantly changing.
constantly moving and chasing,
days are short in the tasteful hand
of a friend;
Gently a breeze stoop by,
beg to stay and say hello;
Touch my soul and it would bend,
touch my heart and it will mend.
please look at me for awhile,
i beg to differ; begging to wipe dry
the torment i caused.
touch my soul, it cries of whisper;
whispers that wanting to reach your ears.
life is ephemeral.
constantly moving
constantly changing.
for jam.
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artwork created in Illustrator 10, based on my ephemeral series.
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artwork created in Illustrator 10, based on my ephemeral series.
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Elo. I am not quite sure I understand this, and you are probably talking about something completely different, but somehow I see regret, like a wasted chance or opportunity...... or something. And acceptance coupled with frustration. 'Tis a nice piece though. My own twisted interpretations tell me so. I can read it over and over and find a new meaning to it. 