"In the night's canvas, a man seeks his light, Through identity's embers, he'll take flight. Lost in echoes, past veils that enthrall, Footprints on time's sands, chasing whispers' call.

In the embers, sparks unveil truths profound, a symphony of self in shadows, he's found. Through echoes of dreams, a tapestry unfolds, In self-exploration, his essence molds."

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Mixed media - 2023