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I was sketching and my mind went to a friend who recently lost his wife to cancer. I have not talked him much but I know he is losing him self in his band, they are called the Waxwings. I sent him this photo. I simply called it Waxwing. The…
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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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