Curated wing · Unveiled · #8

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NEGAR GHORBANI
Under the light of the moon, in the darkest part of the night, I like to imagine that beast when his fingers are wrapped around mine, holding fast to the knowledge, the certainty, that his heart is mine. I own the heart of a creature capable of such terrible things. That girl is no sun; he is a black hole. He will destroy everything in his path… It's indecisive. But once they make up their mind, nothing will stop them.
- Edition
- 10
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- 25/03/2024
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- image/jpeg
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