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A delicate, almost fleeting ink drawing shows a horizontal line that feels like a distant horizon. Beneath this darker edge, the forms dissolve into softly blended greys, as if mist were drifting over a calm surface of water. Everything above is completely empty and bright, a wide open space without boundaries. The scene is meditative and still, like the pause before a deep breath. The line hints at something—perhaps sea, perhaps land, perhaps only a feeling—yet remains deliberately undefined. The whole image hovers gently between meaning and emptiness, as if its sense emerges only in the act of looking.

– The Sea –

A this for everyone.
Unchosen.
Twice thrown.
Where to?

No answer—
not even yours.
A strong
pull.

Pressed
by a question.
Just one.
Too much?

Apparently.
The emptiness.
Drawing
on you.

Hold?
Pull back?
To what?

Into the void.
Exactly.
Hello?
Hello?

Yes,
I thought so.
Thanks.
For nothing.

Your answer—
it stays.
Strange,
how it echoes.

Roaring,
mine and not mine.
A rushing silence.
The sea.

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