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There are stories, chanced to be heard in silent scars– listen with your eyes. Advertisements
Scars worn out to fade, old records played in small hours– Dreams chased by morning.
The scarring gleam, to produce penitent beads of sorrow, through a lashed eye, darkly. (Photo by Man Ray)
Sincerity, with the price tag of ephemera, in passing, promises flash, scar, and then perish.