Not just art, but truths we keep,
a vow, a scar, a memory deep.
Each line a whisper, each shade a flame,
a mark of loss, of love, of name. lame.

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Not just art, but truths we keep,
a vow, a scar, a memory deep.
Each line a whisper, each shade a flame,
a mark of loss, of love, of name. lame.

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