There is beauty in solitude and absolute sadness. Winter moving in is much the same. This is a quick sketch of that paradox.
I appreciate the time to think of that paradox. So I spent the last hour sketching for perspective.
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I’m Mark
His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.
A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.
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