The found text says
""I am Alone. The defective world had vanished. I remember each gem of Luminous Poetry. Every hour is a very beautiful place. Patience doth nourish... a sometimes dark healing gift. The fog gathered, whispering of transformation."
This piece is currently unframed.
- Subject Matter: abstract, poetic, poem, psychological, inward journey
- Created: March 21, 2020
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